Esmund is sitting at an inn, rain trickling down the windows. You hear the wind howling outside. Esmund is drinking his sorrows away. His immortality and powers making it impossible for him to even get drunk.

Except for the innkeeper and Esmund no one else appears to be at the inn. As Esmund shifts his weights slightly on his wooden chair you hear the wooden floorboards creak.

"...I'll wait forever. I'll find you again. If not in this life, it shall be in the next one"