You find yourselves in a lively, rain-soaked campsite at the edge of the forbidden forest. Steinarr meets there with the commander of a mercenary company, who is his longtime friend, and with an elven scholar, who possesses the information necessary to unravel the mystery of the destruction of his order.
Rain runs off the oilcloth and the fire hisses at every drop. The captain will not sit until Steinarr does, and the scholar will not put her case of maps down on the wet ground.
"You are late,"
Steinarr says, and lightning crawls between his fingers and dies.
"Tell me what you know about my order, and I will decide before dawn whether you walk out of this camp."