Black Ice

David, to be honest, was a little taken aback.
—Is this... is this how your wife usually has dinner?

- Yes.

--It's acceptable, -- Torvar waved his hand dismissively. --Have you noticed anything suspicious lately? Or... What do you think about all of this?

- As I said before, I know absolutely nothing about the events taking place in the nearby settlements; I rarely leave my estate. Dalingr pondered. - I have another idea. How about you forget about your mission and instead fulfill one of my requests? If you are luckier than the other mercenaries I sent, each of you will receive 5,000 coins. I think this will save you from having to complete missions for the order and any other work for the rest of your life.