Forename! Thank the gods. No sooner had the sky turned to fire than your friends shooed us off with barely an explanation of what's going on.
Thancred eventually stopped by to speak with us, but by the sounds of it you were on death's door not long ago. If I didn't know better, I'd say your luck is starting to run out.
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Oh, Forename. Come to enjoy the scenery? Such that it is...
I can't help but wonder what would've happened had you not found that leonine. If it might've found some other way into your hands.
Oh, Agna... I wish you could've met her. She was a light of hope in the darkness, as strange as that may sound.