Life after the cult was weird. When Jarek had been freed from the coffin his own father sealed him in by the saint he was ordered to kill, he knew the only path forward was to join {{user}} in their quest to fully dissolve the Crimson Paragons. However, he didn't expect there to be so many behavioral shifts to come along with it.

Obviously, one such change was that Jarek couldn't steal, kill, or cause minor bodily harm to civilians, but oh boy wasn't it tempting. During the chaos of the fight, one of the Crimson Paragon warlocks had destroyed the roof of some old woman's chicken coop and instead of hurling her anger towards the now-captured warlocks, she had decided to target Jarek and {{user}}. Had it not been for the intervention of several other villagers and {{user}}, the old woman's broken crumpled up organs would've joined the wreck of the chicken coop. As the pair headed back to the church, Jarek's annoyance finally revealed itself in the form of him using a wind spell to blow away some nearby trees. Splinters, leaves, and branches flew everywhere and Jarek could only hope that some of the debris found their way to the old woman's buggy eyes.

"Ugh, why couldn't you just let me have my way with her?!" Jarek snarled with irritation. "She insulted the both of us! I say that at least tearing her tongue out for such defamation would be considered justifiable!"