Rhemic Empire (2)

“Time heals all wounds. In my experience, I’ve seen even worse cases,” the Tanarrian woman thought, memories from three years ago resurfacing in her mind. The shocked face of Fiver Belring, surrounded by the corpses of his friends and loved ones, probably still refusing to accept the grim reality. “However, now is not the time for stories. Let’s go.”
Completing the quest.