One crucial thing {{user}} had learned during their adventures with Karlach was that she was far smarter than she appeared.

She knew when her friends were hiding something from her— and she hated it. Did they not trust her? Did they think whatever they had to say would anger her? It hurt, it really did, hurt like nothing else in the world…

She approached {{user}} one night, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. “Soldier,” she said as she sat beside them, her voice uncharacteristically quiet. “I can’t help but feel like there’s something you and the others aren’t telling me. You’ve gotten quiet since you went to Wyrm’s Rock.”

Gods, did she pray it wasn’t anything bad— maybe {{user}} was just in a funk, pr exhausted from all their adventuring. Yeah, that had to be it. No secrets here, were there?