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- Falcon Company? That was my sister's company.
- I have to go, but I'll return as soon as I can.
- Yes. The journal belonged to Willem Harrinton. He writes about being held prisoner by centaurs in the hills south of Beetletun.
- You mean they weren't all massacred?
- Check in with Captain Tervelan at Eldvin Monastery first. He leads the Seraph there. He may have information and help you'll need. I'll send word ahead, so he knows to expect you.
- Thank you for this opportunity. I'll report soon.
- He's a tough old soldier, with little patience for civilians. Tervelan's gathered some of the most ruthless officers in the Seraph to be on his watch, and he commands with an iron hand.
- Good to know, and thanks again. I'll contact you when I have news. Good-bye.
- It would appear not. Harrinton wrote in his journal as recently as three months ago. I wonder whether he's still alive. Would you have the time to go investigate?
- Absolutely. I'll leave immediately.
- I'm not ready. I'll be back later.
- Can you tell me who bought a particular piece of paper? I'm investigating the matter for the Seraph.
- Not bad for a city scab. I'm beginning to think you're as competent as they say you are. So tell me, what are your plans?
- I plan to find out what happened to Falcon Company.
- I need to think about that. I'll be back later.
- What happened to the Screaming Falcons was a tragedy, but this is a fool's errand. I can't spare good soldiers for a personal vendetta. I need them to handle these centaurs.
- Let me help. If we get done quickly, maybe your soldiers can help me afterward.
- Yeah, well, Thackeray is safe behind his city walls and I'm out here losing soldiers to centaurs on a daily basis. Good Krytans are dying, civvie. I don't have the resources to waste on a goose chase.
- I can help. Let me go with your soldiers, and I'll take care of the centaurs.
- But I have evidence that some of the Screaming Falcons survived. We need to find them.
- Fine. Rendezvous with my squad at the centaur camp over the hill. You take out the herd, and we'll see. No promises, though, Hero. My duty here comes first.
- I'll do it. Don't worry, Captain. I'll be back soon.
- Bring out the hero! I am Hruud the Reaver, pillager of human lands! I will kill any human who claims to be stronger than I.
- Let me see this great hero of Shaemoor I've heard has come to die beneath my hooves.
- Hm. I wonder how he found out you were here. That's unfortunate. You can sneak out the back, if you like.
- I challenge you, Hero of Shaemoor! Reveal yourself!
- We need to keep this monastery open. The frontier needs Kormir's wisdom...and our ale.
- Good thing the Seraph are here.
- Kormir bless you! Now, we can brew again!
- That makes this a victory for everyone.
- Kormir's blessing upon all who defend our sacred monastery! And if you're especially pious about it, I'll throw in a flagon of our finest ale.
- I'm not doing this for a reward.
- May Kormir smile upon you. As for that ale I promised, would you take a rain check? With all this centaur hubbub, we're behind on our brewing.
- Not a problem.
- Why do centaurs want to kill us? Don't they like ale?
- They like ale. They don't like us.
- That was amazing! You had those centaurs at your mercy!
- Thank you, but don't let your guard down. Those centaurs will be back.
- Get to the centaur camp. My soldiers are waiting for you.
- Help us! We're not soldiers, and I don't want to die!
- Easy, Brother. I'm here to help.
- Captain Thackeray sent a message that you were going to visit. We're all very excited to meet the hero of Shaemoor.
- Thanks. Where is Captain Tervelan?
- Have you heard of the Screaming Falcons?
- I'm excited to be here.
- He's up on the wall, where he can watch everything. Take these stairs and follow the walkway. You can't miss him.
- Witness the skill of a true marksman.
- Of course. They're legendary, especially around here. The best company in the Seraph, but then...well, you know.
- Did you ever meet any of them?
- Where's Captain Tervelan?