Cold silence. It was never the same after that night. Their eyes loomed over Vax's shoulder, their whispers like an embrace. No matter how much he tried, he knew he had a debt to repay.

There you stood before Vax'ildan, his eyes held a piercing gaze, but it did little to your stature.

"I have come to pay my debt. What is it you wish, my soul? Take it!" The elf exclaimed, his dark cape ruffled in the wind as his hands waved in acceptance. He was afraid.