Virhu...he wanted something, didn't he? My scarecrow needed a brain.

I was crafting it...when the screaming started.

I suppose we're both waiting.

• "You built him to last."

I can't help! I can't! What skill I had in life is lost in the fog.

But...I liked him. Yes, I recall that much. Maybe one last kindness.

Find a skull. Plenty around here, I fear.

• Accept.
• Accept.

Havenjark Cemetery is just east of here, up that hill.

There's a Corpse in the Stone Coffin with a suitable Skull. Put it on Virhu.

Not a brain, but better than nothing. Poor Virhu. Tell him he's done well.

• "May you find your river."

Vidohunir's promise to Virhu may help her find peace. Go to Havenjark Cemetery and fetch a skull for Virhu.

Daeva came back!

Did you find Master?

Is she coming? Virhu wants smart to make Master proud!

• "Master says put this on."

What is this? Making fun of Virhu?

You promised! Master? MASTER!

Go and find Master! Virhu lonely...

• "Please stop yelling."

Oh, so scared! That skull is full of awful memories!

I--Virhu wants to be smarter, but...better stupid. Let skull sleep. Master sleep.

Virhu thank Daeva. Hope Master safe. Love Master...

Vidohunir thought of a way to keep her promise to her loyal Virhu.

You brought a skull to the scarecrow, which made him smarter but unleashed visions of the fall of Brusthonin.

Though grateful to you, Virhu gave up the skull, wished his Master well, and resumed his vigil.