We rode for an age.
The Healer and the Sister went ahead.
The Men went to the Mad Alchemist.
People were dying. With a worg stalking us, I offered to help. We’re a team, and I can help more if Delrus would be a team player. But he has control issues, I suppose.
Sasha found us. We got married. Well, Delrus did.
Delrus blamed himself for the dying people at the Fort. I offered to help. He agreed. So now instead of watching, I’m driving.
And everyone lived.