– Hic! The dead ones are more pleasant... hic... just a little bit... – one of the northerners remarked.
– You owe me a drink for saving us! – the second one wagged his finger at Treebeard.
– Without us, they would have caused a lot of trouble... hic... glory to Volder! – the third added.
– Thank you, warriors! – Keraak smiled radiantly. – All the stories about the courage and strength of the northerners do not describe the true picture!
– I like speeches like that... hic...
Meanwhile, with Radianta:
– It's such newly converted followers that spoil the noble image of the Aldric cult! – the cultist muttered to himself and disappeared into the crowd.
Radianta, however, safely reached the festival grounds and could now try her luck in the trials she hadn't yet participated in.
Meanwhile, with Albrecht:
– I didn't hear... – the stranger raised his eyes to the sky, – are you sure you left your... Aberrant?