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Though once considered shelter by our people, the Ice Caves offer no refuge from the dark horde. There are creatures there that will freeze your heart before feasting upon it.

On the battlefield, turning your back on even the dead is unwise.

This battle plays mind tricks on our warriors. Those fortunate enough to have returned from the mountainside claim to have seen angels in flight. Fly they might, but that certainly does not make them angels.

Perhaps you have heard the accounts of my son's horrible death at the hands of Baal's minions. He was my last living child... The oath of compassion I have taken as a healer extends only to humankind. Cut them down, warrior. All of them!

The catapults are infernal machines made of demon flesh fused with steel. Be wary of them

Qual-Kehk is a worthy leader, but the losses have borne heavily upon him. He is only impatient because he judges the worth of a warrior by action, not words. You must prove yourself worthy of his trust.

Larzuk possesses a good soul, but at times his mind seems quite unsound. He once asked me for twenty of my finest sheepskins. He said he would fill them with hot air and float like a cloud above the battlefield to spy on Baal's legions! I worry the siege has driven him mad.

Be cautious, warrior. Though I am an experienced healer, resurrection is beyond my powers.

I pray for the day when the fields are covered in snow unstained by the blood of our own. Perhaps that day will come soon...Perhaps never... Oh...But I forget myself. How may I aid your quest?

Your gold is most helpful. Medical supplies for our wounded are scarce and very expensive. When we can find a supplier, oh, we must pay dearly for what we need.

With the exception of Qual-Kehk, the townspeople do not see what I see -- the massacre we face. Our bravest, strongest heroes hobble back to me begging for help. I do what I can -- healing and bandaging some, preparing the others for what lies beyond.

I know you and my son, Bannuk, did not part on the best of terms. He did not understand the wanderlust that drove you to leave your homeland. However, even though Bannuk could never admit it to me, as he grew older I could see that same desire in his eyes. Oh...It's a pity I didn't encourage him to go with you. He might still be alive today.

I'm aware of the amazing magical powers a Sorceress can channel. If we survive Baal's wrath, I would be most honored if you could demonstrate and perhaps teach me something of what you know. I may be old, but I'm not dead.