- Hello, I apologize for bothering you, especially since you're probably injured after the battle, - the northerner took a deep breath, - but this city, and perhaps the whole world, is in danger. A dangerous cult has settled in the port, and I saw one of its members almost kill a person. I've given up on trying to reason with the cold-hearted people of Nevermore, but you don't seem like them. Perhaps, if there's still kindness in your heart, you'll agree to help me destroy this cult once and for all?
- Oh, and I can heal your wounds if you need medical assistance, - Velda suddenly remembered.
- A cult, you say? Interesting. Perhaps I could help you, if you, in turn, help me.