What...will I have you...do next? What sacrifices...will you make in...the name...of devotion...to the Elim?

Player: "I will do no more. You are no Elim."

So...you see it now. You see...we are beyond...saving. Far...beyond....

Return to...Neligor. Tell him...that I will not...embrace...Baltasar.

Player: Accept.

(You hide your tears from Fadinar as you walk away. Since childhood you've been taught to respect the Elim.)

(You'd never have believed that one could fall so far...perhaps he is right. Perhaps there is no hope for the forest.)

Player: "My heart is broken."

I smell...decay on you. Have you gone...to the Decomposed Greens?

Did you aid...my suffering brothers?

Player: "I...they were..."

Come...child of Atreia. Do not let...Fadinar's pain...corrupt you as well.

Baltasar will wash away...the sins...that taint this...land.

No matter what Fadinar...thinks...there will always be...hope.