After such an arduous climb, Oberon and the Cold Roses Guild could not catch their breath after walking all night to the town of the altar of the Edereune God, stopping only to eat. At the end of it all they could finally reap the fruit of their efforts.
Run down houses with broken walls. The desolate village was entirely in ruins. The wind was blowing over the town of Edereune, but the members of the expedition felt that their troubles would soon be over.
The small dwarf Oberon climbed over the rocks.
“Here is Edereune, the final destination of the expedition. Everyone I want to thank you for following and believing me, though I may be lacking.”
“Captain, even though we ran into trouble, we did succeed and it was rewarding.”
All of the Cold Roses member in the expedition nodded.
‘I doubted coming to the northern expedition a few times since it seemed in vain.’
‘This is the first time that I put up with such a troublesome quest for such a long time.’
They were now unspeakably thrilled since they managed to finish such a difficult quest. The eyes of the people in the expedition sparkled with excitement in anticipation of what happens next.
Oberon was close to the end of his speech.
“I would like to thank all of you...Drum.”
“Yes, Leader.”
“Restore the item.”