Grathar

Grathar smiles at Morden's return. He bows to the hellknight at the gate.


"Thank you for your help, Father." Grathar says.




"We should check on Aroden and Reiko. Make sure he is alright. If he is fit for travel, we should retire to the inn and rest up. Maybe get word to Ezren in the morning. I can throw together some updated notes. We almost lost half the team, I think maybe we should ask for a replacement for Bríg. Not sure if that is possible on short notice. How does that sound?" Grathar rambles nervously.