Thoughts From a Flying Horse Speedrunning Towards a Big Scary Monster

I could turn him into a fly? Until he died? I have a jar. Oh, how he'd deserve it.
 
Once there was an old ugly elf.
Destroying his family to benefit himself
Rather than reduce him to pieces
For killing his nieces
I let him rot on my shelf
 
Journal, we left him behind with Xylund. I kind of hope, look, I never, ever, ever enjoy death, but that kind of person could do a lot of harm, and we ran three mages through his home. He says nobody would listen, but if they do, I've seen what happens, and he rEALLY DESERVES TO GET-
No, no. Davynn let him live, and its his to his decide. So even though I want to turn him into a turtle and drop him from the SKY we're going to let him live out his miserable days as the decrepit piece of gutter slime that he is.
 
I couldn't kill someone in cold blood anyway. Lili could. We could sic her on him, oh man, and there'd be nothing left but a scorch mark.
 
Augh. He's not even the greatest of our problems by far.
 
Attention Future Lana: this is a reminder to get some of Kern's diamonds. Sincerely, past Lana.
 
I really thought we'd finished up with this. Sealing the orb away in the bloodwell, delivering justice to his family, it was a good epilogue in the words. Now I have to rework the song to account for another act, if we survive whatever fresh hell is waiting in Featherstone. Can you imagine if we died now? At least the orb is safe, but that would be anticlimactic. Traumatic, briefly. Painful, probably.
 
Davynn deserves to be done with this for good, don't you think? I'm willing to play hero again for that.
 
I've got your back, friend. Let's clear this shitty board your family left for you and stomp on the pieces.