Blackheart is dead. The dragonborn general, Barothean, has formed an alliance with me. Tal'Orik found the redemption he sought. There are so many reasons I should rejoice. Erathis has spoken her will and I intend to follow.

Yet, all I feel is failure...

I failed Zanne. He followed me, for good or ill, without question. When he needed me to follow him... I could not. I will see this war to its end, but not for glory. No, I will see this end to ensure no one else is forced to choose as Zanne did. He chose nation over god. Was it the right choice? In my heart, I cannot say. It was a choice, however, made out of necessity.

All I know is failure...

I failed Jenny. For almost twenty years I sought a way to free her from the demonic pact. When the church failed to exorcise her, I brought her with me. The great wizard, Caeradwyn, knew no ritual that could break a pact. Even the dark magics of the Night Monarchy failed to locate a cure. She will forever be my greatest failure--as a Templar; as a Man; as a friend...


...As a father.