I have left Inver Colpa after the healing was well under way. Things have happened in Celtia, but I have helped with cleaning and reconstructing, thinking of nothing else. I have done all I could for widows or orphans - which was very little. I actually had to turn away one little girl who wanted to follow me and be like me. She was too small! Who knows, maybe in some two or three years, I shall teach her to hold a gladius... if she is still alive.

I have recovered my horse and started again on my road towards... where? Another mission that will earn me a couple of eggs and maybe a threadbare blanket? Oh well, that is the life of a mercenary.

But when the familiar sign peeks out of the mists, my heart takes a tumble. An Caidreamh Suiri! This is where it all started. I wonder if Katlyne is still here. I wonder if a roving mercenary can still obtain a good meal here... a good song... and some adventure!