Petra can't seem to tear her eyes from the bow. "The Wish-Ender. I thought it was only a legend. How did you—?"

She shakes her head once, as though snapping herself back to waking reality. "No matter. You did all that I asked and more. With their mementos purified, our honored dead can rest again."

"As for the bow…" Petra gives you a small, almost wistful smile. "I will not ask what passed between Sjur Eido and you. Hunt well, my friend."