North Windstone Guard Mask

Name's Mordo Klake, guard in Windstone Village.

I used to be a top military strategist before I got banished. Some folks just can’t handle ambition.

Stumbled into this world through a rift. Now, I’m here making sure everything runs smoothly.

Let's just say, I'm good at keeping an eye on things and people. Never know who might need... closer observation.

Eddie trusts me to keep tabs on some folks. No big deal, just making sure everyone stays in line.

You could say I've got a knack for gathering "useful" information. It comes in handy if you catch my drift.

Climbing the ranks is my real goal. One day, I’ll be the one calling the shots, not just lurking in the shadows.

I’ve been keeping busy. There’s always something that needs attention around here.

I took some interesting notes on Dicey. You know, he’s got a serious gambling problem.

Figured it could be useful information down the line. You never know when a bit of leverage might come in handy.

And then there's our "vigilante" coworker. He’s been snooping around at night, thinking no one notices.

I’m keeping an eye on his every move. One slip-up, and well, it’ll all come to light.

Everything needs order and discipline. And I'm just the person to ensure it.

Life’s a game of chess; you just need to understand the pieces. It’s my job to make sure they’re placed right.

The village looks all picture-perfect and blissfully ignorant until you step outside the gates.

People here have a twisted sense of security. Inside, we bake pies and trade gossip; outside, they trade bullets and blood.

Beyond these idyllic cottages lies a world of pure, unfiltered chaos.

Around here, we pretend the biggest problem is a chicken escaping its pen, while outside, there’s a bloodbath happening.

It s like living in the eye of a hurricane calm, serene, but you just know something horrible s brewing just out of sight.

Actually, I could use someone with... a certain set of skills.

There’s something I need done, off the record.

You up for a bit of work?

Got a task that requires discretion. Interested?

If you’re willing to get your hands dirty, I’ve got an offer.

Let’s just say there’s a job that needs subtlety. You in?

I have a favour to ask, but it’s not exactly... legal.

Ever heard of a "favour for a favour"? Well, I need a favour.

Got a little side project that needs doing. Care to help?

If you’re open to bending the rules, I’ve got a proposition.

I’m busy. Move along.

Not interested. Find someone else.

Can’t you see I’m occupied?

No time for distractions. Get lost.

I’ve got more important things to do.

Do I look like I need help?

You’re wasting my time.

Buzz off and let me work.