Other Daevas go to Pandaemonium to train when they ascend, but I've spent all my life here in this village.

I was born under the shade of Baltasar and I'll spend my whole life protecting him.

• "How long ago did you ascend?"

It was just before the Cataclysm. The Balaur launched a fierce assault on the village.

Even the Red Sky Legion couldn't stop them...they killed everybody. My family, my friends, all dead.

I was sure I was dead, too. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself still here beneath Baltasar, glorious wings now growing from my back.

• "You poor girl..."

Baltasar tells me not to bear a grudge, but I still hate the Balaur. How could I not?

They survive to this day. The corruption spread to them like everything else.

Would you slaughter the undead Balaur? It'd put my mind at ease knowing those fiends walk no longer.

• Accept.
• Decline.

Weathered Dracoliches and Undead Draconute Legionaries roam around the Wailing Cliffs.

Send them to their final graves. Perhaps that'll quell my anger.

• "Blood for blood."

Ervin wants to drive all the Balaur from Brusthonin, including the dead ones. Go kill undead Balaur in the Wailing Cliffs.

Why did I ascend so young? Sometimes I feel as if I haven't grown old at all, I've just lived longer...

• "The Balaur are dead. Permanently."

I thought I would feel some relief--something. But I still hurt.

They're all still dead. All my friends, all my family....

No, I have to let them go. Baltasar's my family now.

Erwin swore she would never forget the Balaur that slaughtered her friends and family.

At her request, you killed the undead Balaur at the Wailing Cliffs.