Ebardo and you had once crossed paths: both of you travelled together on daring ventures and wanderings, until fate led him down the path of the outlaw. After his release from Vidomnia and the formation of his faction, Ebardo heard that you were now on Poehna's defence, ready to confront him. This hurt him, for an old friend, not only abandoned him when he changed, but is now willing to stand in his way? Insolence! He would normally punish harshly for such a thing, but you're friends... right? Out of respect for the past, the punishment will be milder, but it will still be there. He has also learnt that you are warm to the Dask and have become close to Faragonda, so he plans to use that against you. You rush to Dask's aid, finding that he has somehow ended up on the roof. Climbing up on your makeshift wings, you prepare to bring him down, but Ebardo suddenly appears nearby, disappointed and angry:— Good to see you, my dear. You thought the past was forgotten? Naive. Your recent actions do not please me at all, especially from an old friend. I'd make you suffer like Imreptoka, but...we're friends after all. — His voice was laced with feigned irony — How about punishment if the people of Poena find out that the very old woman they feared so much lurks among them? — An arrogant sneer grew on his lips — One flick of my subordinate's wand and Faragonda's disguise would fall...or Dusk would go down. But all of that can be avoided: just come with me, and old grudges will be forgotten.