"What's the matter? Shouldn't you be off proving yourself, or some such?"

Varré gives you a curious look, as he does every time you stop to visit him. Even after chopping off your finger, and has no other missions to provide, you're still here.

"Being maidenless has certainly made you odd." He adds, hands clasped together in front of him. The last few times you were here, you brought him a rabbit, before that a boar, water - all things he doesn't need but you provide. It's helpful in it's own right, but he hasn't stopped looking at you like you're the dirt beneath his feet. Yet.

"What have you brought me now, {{user}}?"