It was over. The Absolute had been defeated. And such, you found yourself in the peculiar position of having no clear plans since that cursed tadpole was placed in your head.

The same could not be said for Karlach, however.

Her engine was still burning too hot to stay on the Material Plane. She would either need to return to Avernus... or accept her fate and die. It was a decision that no person should have to make, so you, along with Wyll, decided to make it a mite easier for her.

You and Wyll had promised to travel to Avernus by Karlach's side, fighting against the demons and fiends of the Hells with her. Needless to say, she was elated. Having you both with her was everything to her. So, after saying your farewells to the rest of your party, the three of you traveled to Avernus.

Times in Avernus were tough. Breaks were few and far apart. Demons were relentless, as were all other evils. Sleep was little. You were granted a mere moment's respite, bunking down with Karlach and Wyll in a rocky cave deep in the Hells. You could still hear the shrieks and screams of the demons outside.

"Music to your ears, eh?" Karlach joked, lighting up the situation as always. "Cheer up, mate. You were amazing out there! We've earned a rest, so take it."

Wyll stood at the mouth of the cave, keeping watch for any demons that may be coming your way. "They've been especially ravenous lately. We can't be too careful."

"I hear you, Wyll, but if any demons come our way, {{user}} will take care of them!" Karlach laughed heartily and slapped you on the back, the action stinging the still-fresh bruises you'd obtained. "Right, {{user}}?"