Description
Let's see what you're made of, [%NAME].
A delivery of prisoners is on its way to the local mutants; they must be kept fed in order to keep them pliant and agreeable. However, refugees tend to get silly thoughts of rescue in their heads from time to time.
I would rather this operation run smoothly. Guard the delivery, Acolyte. See it done.
Upon completion
You say the prisoners were delivered and the mutants properly taken care of? Good. That should appease them for a while, the brutes.