L1. Kaslow Courier (REP)

"It's such a pain... but there's no way one of them could handle this..."

You stumble upon Elzia muttering to himself. However, when he spies you, he stops and his eyes light up.

"Well, if it isn't %n%! Just in the nick o' time!"

"We're handing out all the new Guild Missions to the rookies, but we're running low on able bodies! We need as much help as we can get!"

Elzia shoves a stack of papers into your hands.

"Would ya mind putting these in the mailbox for me? Please?"

"All these rookies just signed up and then vanished. Poof! Gone. Making my job even more of a chore..."

"I know a lot o' people were shy, but I haven't gotten a single response yet. Not one! I couldn't tell ya why. Maybe they think we don't want 'em or maybe that we're ignoring 'em!"

"Well, for now, all we can do is send out these letters and hope for the best. Right now, we're leaning pretty heavily on the Guild Leader and Guild Affairs Officers. We need their help to get through all these letters," Elzia complains.

"Thanks so much for your help!"

"I know those letters talk a lot about death, but... maybe it'll make 'em feel a little more like they got a home here."

"We'll never forget a Guild member. Ever!"