(sniffs) This borrowed flesh…
I know him well.
Eredrim...
I’ve seen him in Glimpses many times.
He killed my brother.
Bah, I don’t hold a grudge.
Not anymore.
My brother sought death, Eredrim obliged.
A knight like him was not made for peace.
Take it. This Glimpse.
I’ve held onto it for too long.
Perhaps you may find a memory worth recalling.
But me… I’m ready to forget.
(deep sigh) Let us return to your sacred task.
As you wish.
As it pleases you.
(coughs) With this flame…
You may seek greater challenges.
Under the pallor of night.
I have struck an accord… with your Mether.
I will serve her and you.
As I once did your kin.
Ah… who dares to seek the night?
(sniffs) It’s you isn’t it?
(chuckles) I’ve been waiting for you.
… the Harbinger.
(chuckles) I’ve been waiting for you.
You may call me Thestus.
I was told you'd come bearing the flame.
Shall I call the night?
It will make for a perilous hunt…
But the rewards shall be far better.
That is what you seek—is it not?
Shall I beckon the night?
I will plunge the day into darkness.
Let us beckon the night.
Shall I summon the light of day?
It will make your journey far less dangerous.
Shall I relight my lamp and call the day?
Let us return to the warm embrace of day.
I shall banish the night, Harbinger.
