After All This Time

<The small box is rusty and opens only under heavy force. The pungent odor of mold and wet earth escapes, showing the contents to be nothing more than a folded note and a scruffy pendant. With utmost caution, you unfold the delicate paper, revealing letters of an old typography:

?Wolram, I never got the chance to thank you for everything or even apologize for what I?ve done. It hasn?t been long since you?ve passed, and I try to move on, but the guilt is tearing me apart still. You always told me to look forward with conviction and purpose in my heart and I intend to follow your advice. What I?ve done in Grand Hamlet was my biggest regret and you?ve paid with your life for it. I will atone for my misdeeds by continuing your legacy, I will vow it on my father?s pendant. Please, safeguard it until I have fulfilled this vow, so that I may place it upon his grave free of doubt.

- Edrin?

Looking at the pendant, you ponder where that grave may be.>

<The grave has long been overgrown, yet the cross is still somewhat intact.>

<Carefully you dig a small hole into the ground. Wrapping the pendant around itself, you lay it softly into the fresh soil, before covering it again in veneration to the dead. For but a moment silence lays upon Elwynn, a warm breeze whispers through the trees and serenity sets in. Performing a last service of respect for Sir Vellas, his parents and Sir Notleigh, you stand in silent contemplation, before continuing on your path.>