Journeying across the lands of Valentia was bound to take a toll on any soul, no matter your skill in combat.

With ruffians, bandits, knights and undead Terrors along the way — it was nigh on impossible to secure a moment of respite.

Unless you were with good company.

Amidst the quiet hubbub of the small village, Conrad was tending to his steed with care and gentleness.

"You performed well today," he said to his horse, feeding the loyal creature an apple from the army's rations.