Watchin Merric through the window, huh?

I am frustrated.

With?

That I can do nothing to help.

I have known Merric for a long time. When I found him, he spoke about his mother quite fondly.

As time went on, he spoke of her less and less, finally stopping entirely.

...I never knew my mother, and I was worried he had forgotten his.

Now we get here, and they are reunited, but she is dying.

And there is nothing I can do.

...we are close to our victory, and yet we still take losses wherever we go.

I mean, that's how war is, isn't it?

We're getting the last things we need, and then we win. That's the plan, anyway.

Months ago, when I was at the temple alone, I didn't imagine I'd be in this position now. Preparing to deal the final blow.

I wasn't expecting all these crazy things to happen in-between, either. Like being nearly killed by a cloud in the drago's golden court.

But like, this is all happening for a reason, right?

I don't even really know what you believe in, but I know this has to be at least something my ancestors intended. A trial, a test, whatever. That's what they do.

Maybe we're gonna save her last minute. Maybe this is so Merric can make peace with his mother leaving him. I dunno.

But for whatever reason, we're here, and we're doing something, right?

...

Did you know Merric's mother?