It must be...Aion's law...to replace one misery...with another....

Once the din...of the Snowy Ettins disappeared...other sounds...disturbed my meditation...the howls of Taygas...on the hunt...reach even here.

Player: "That must be hard on you."

This icy waste...makes every sound...ring like the clash...of swords....

Help me...once more, Daeva...to find peace of mind....

I must...stay alive at...all cost to...revive Kurngalfberg.

Player: Accept.

Thank you...Friend of Elim.

Frost Eye Ettins and Snowy Taygas...roam the Hunibor Ice Gate...disturbing my meditation.... Silence those beasts...and bring me peace.

Player: "It's my honor to serve the Elim."

The valleys...and gorges...of Beluslan...are quieter than before.

Do I owe...my peace...to your good work...?

Player: "I did what I could."

You have...my gratitude, Daeva....

Now I can...focus my energy...immerse myself...in meditation...to heal the land.

The Elim...are indebted to you....