"I can understand that," Taas says, and in a way he could. Brotherhood wasn't completely unknown to him, and the people he had served with might not be connected by blood, but his heart had torn nonetheless when the ground was littered with their bodies.

"It's been similar for me. There was a lot of fucked-up shit in that place." The warrior admits, his strong hands moving to gently cup the elf's face. "They paid damn well for that stunt, though. I promise."