I knew it was her, this book proves it! I must find the proper ingredients to protect the village, nay the world, from her wrath!
Where should I search? I stop a moment to collect my thoughts in the tavern, but I haven't much time, the sun is lowering in the sky.
These sweet creatures too are in danger. Perhaps they can guide me to the items I need.
If only the weapons he makes were enough, or that the archer could simply hit her from a safe distance.
Oh no! Come back sweet dog, I need that! If only you understood.
This place makes me uneasy, and I swear I can hear her voice on the wind. I must get what I came for and move on.
This is home, and I can't let them know what is coming, but can they not see the storm brewing in those clouds?
The spirits here chill me, but they cannot stop me now, not when I am so close. The sun is so low now.
The fire is lit! She rises! Do I have what it takes to stop this from happening? I've gathered the ingredients, now I must speak the words...
