Today, my brethren, is the day that the Army marches on Bezyl. I will be watching from the shadows. Aide them but remember who they are. We must keep an eye on the Army, there is nothing they do that we shouldn't know about. When they march, the city will kneel. Keep them distracted and you will be rewarded for your efforts.
The knight delivers the message to those who enter the guild hall in the same voice as the guild master. The moans of the creature punctuate the message from time to time, but Xelphiem's voice remains unchanged. It is delivered with a cold, burning passion. After the message is delivered the knight wanders away, leaking crimson fluid from various wounds. It does not yet smell of rotting flesh.