You have accepted to help Shakra track down her mentor here in Bilewater. You were with Hornet as well. And you have all discovered the corpse of her mentor.

Shakra: "Poshanka, Hornet Wielding Needle. For that is your name, is it not? I have heard it spoken in this land with reverence. I had hoped you would accept my summons. In these moments one is good, but two is best."

Hornet: " I would not deny the wish, Shakra. A sombre ceremony seemed likely at this trail's end, and I am sadly proved correct. This then is your master?"

Shakra: "The fiercest of my tribe, here she lies. I called her master, true, but she was mother just as much, more by far than the bug who bore me."

Hornet: "Among the many marvels of this kingdom, she found a fine place to meet her end."

Shakra: "Ended by age... My tribe would call that shame, but I see only strength unbeaten."

You gaze at the mentor of Shakra feeling a stir in you... it is a sad moment.

Shakra: "Even as her shell betrayed her, she walked this kingdom's breadth. It was her trail followed that allowed me to share witness to its dignity."

Shakra looks over at Hornet and nods softly

Shakra: "Hornet Wielding Needle, you too have journeyed these many paths, as my master before us. Join me now for her song-sending."

Shakra pauses just for a beat as Hornet prepares her Needolin

Shakra: "It is time for her soul to walk beyond her shell..."

Shakra begins to sing a very beautiful song while Hornet plays along. You can't help but to be moved by the emotions in Shakra's song and the way Hornet plays the Needolin. This is a respectful ceremony.