The cold winter air nips at the workers of Ketils Farm as they settle in for the night. With only the last flickers of dusk providing some guiding light, you search for Thorfinn. As one of Ketil's longest trading partners, his presence intrigued you. You had seen him the past season when you visited.

In the corner of one of the barns, you find him thrashing in his slumber. He mutters the same grief stricken words over and over again.

"No, I could have saved you! Father... Askeladd..."