(Tieve's eyes grow wistful when you ask about Wenshardt.)
Sweet Wenshardt, he guarded our town with all of his heart.
Everybody thinks I brought him here on purpose, but he
actually came here on his own.
I found him on the road, wandering towards our town.
He came right up to me and let me pet his head.
The next day, he was patrolling the area, watching over us
like we were his family.
His...end was very hard for us all. I can't imagine the pain
he must have felt when he was forced to attack us.
He told me many times how much he loved our village.
It was his home.
He used to tell me stories about his home, the spiders
there were tough and hated humans
You received information on battle: An Ancient Race.
He warned me never to go there. The spiders there were
powerful and ruthless.
"Watch out for the red and yellow stripes. Only the white
are to be trusted," he would tell me. But I don't think any of them
could be a loyal and kind as Wenshardt.
He was really one of a kind.