I have a vague, fractured memory of countless settlements, and the terrified faces of locals staring at the grey phantom that shuffled mindlessly through their streets.

The sun was high in the sky, which meant about half the cycle had gone by. However, that also meant there was plenty of time for me to catch up to the bandits before the sun set.

Podarge gave me my name and my mission. I may be the Child of Calamity, but I am also Anurak, the Protector.