Elder Madox
I am Elder Madox. Here… I observe the biting chill of the gale… … while I mourn our losses. The Winter Owl blesses you, and the Spirit concedes. I have little time left in this world, and I am on my last adventure. From here, I shall observe winter across three weeks of night. Then, I shall join the wisdom of owls who came before me. Before you depart… I bear a gift.
Elder Madox
I am Elder Madox. Your silencing of the Wayward Spear has calmed the Spirit. Here… I observe the biting chill of the gale… … while I mourn our losses. The Winter Owl blesses you, and the Spirit concedes. I have little time left in this world, and I am on my last adventure. From here, I shall observe winter across three weeks of night. Then, I shall join the wisdom of owls who came before me. Before you depart… I bear a gift.