Quirrel and the Knight walked through the lush passages of the Greenpath, sharing tales of the adventures they had embarked on before reuniting.

“I am happy to see you,” Quirrel said with a chuckle as he cut away the thick brush of the Greenpath. “With how ill equipped we are, I was worried one of us would have fallen by now.”

After saying that pillbug grew silent, as if his own words struck a cord within him. With a fell swoop of his blade, he revealed their location; The Lake of Unn.