Do you have family, Daeva?

I do...or did. A brother and sister. They had the best jobs around--they both worked in the castle.

Our parents were so proud....

Player: "Then the epidemic..."

Then the epidemic.

I never saw them again after Lord Lannok ordered the castle gates shut. I was locked outside, and thought my days were up, only I never got sick.

I survived, and the others perished.

Player: "Are you certain they're dead?"

Near enough. The chances of them surviving when nearly everyone here became undead are, well...impossible. I'd sooner think they slipped away than cling to such an unlikely hope.

All I want now is for someone to go back to the Castle and release my brother and sister. They don't deserve what's happened to them.

Would you mind doing it for me? I couldn't face seeing them again, not like that.

Player: Accept.

Our grandmother gave each of us a keepsake when we were children. She gave me this silver bracelet, she gave my brother a Copper Ring, and my sister had a beautiful Bead Necklace.

Thank you for doing this, Player. The phrase "blood for blood" rings truer now than ever before, but I mean it. Blood for blood.

Player: "Blood for blood, Ervin."

Is it done? Please say it is. They deserve their release.

Player: "It's done. Here are their things."

No...no, it wasn't them. These aren't the keepsakes our grandmother gave us.

Remember, they'll be Undead Serfs, Banshee Maids, or Banshee Sweepers.

When you bring me a Copper Ring and a Bead Necklace, I'll know your work is done, and my siblings have been freed.

Player: "I see. I'll be quick."

Yes...these are their things. So...so they had turned after all....

I had forced myself to think of them dead, but still a part of me hoped they were alive. So foolish...I'm so foolish.

Thank you, Player. Take this, and please...leave me to grieve for a while.