G'raha Tia is eager to share all you have learned with your companions.
Having finished your investigation at Ruveydah Fibers, G'raha Tia would reconvene with your companions, that you might discuss all you have learned. With luck, they too will have information of their own to share.
Back at the plaza, you share your findings with your fellow Scions. They are troubled to learn that the first transformation occurred before the sky began to burn, strongly suggesting that the change could occur elsewhere without any warning whatsoever. As you ponder the implications, the satrap appears to inform you that the threat within the walls of Radz-at-Han has been quelled. No sooner has he attempted to give assurance to his people than does the young fisherman Matsya rush to the scene, exclaiming that Palaka's Stand is surrounded by fiends. Fearing for the safety of her grandson in the village, an inconsolable woman falls into a panic. Consumed by ominous black mist, she subsequently transforms into a beast before your eyes. You manage to subdue the threat, but at great cost, for in the midst of battle, Ahewann gives his life to save a young father. Devastated and demoralized by all you have witnessed, you and your companions nevertheless resolve to make for Palaka's Stand and save what souls may yet be saved.
You join Alisaie, Alphinaud, and Matsya on the road leading to Palaka's Stand, though it appears the way is barred by prowling beasts. While the twins keep Matsya safe in the shadow, you forge ahead to clear a path.
You succeed in hunting down one of the beasts that was blocking the road, and as it dissipates you hear the desperate words of the person it once was. The path is not yet clear, however, and so you must press onward, wary and ready.
You dispatch two more beasts and clear a way to Palaka's Stand. Upon your arrival, however, you and your companions are confronted with a devastating sight. Dead and wounded lie strewn about, and tortured sobs and screams fill the air.
Shaken by the tragedy unfolding before her eyes, Alisaie steels her nerves and resolves to aid the villagers who are still alive. She bids you do the same, and you set out to offer what succor you can.
To your dismay, most of the villagers you seek out are beyond saving. Resigned, you turn back to Alphinaud, ready to discuss your next plan of action.
While he laments those villagers who have lost their lives, Alphinaud fears that many more may have been transformed into beasts. If so, the carnage in Palaka's Stand is only the beginning...
We were to reconvene with the others in front of Meghaduta, were we not? That should be just outside.
With any luck, they will have already returned from their own investigations.
My friend, we must take our leave. I pray that your establishment is spared further tragedy. But remember: your lives are far more precious than any wares. If you are ordered to flee, do so without hesitation.
My countrymen. I am relieved and heartened to see you strong and safe.
While the danger has not yet passed ─ far from it ─ allow me to assure you that the beasts that raged within the city walls have been exterminated to the last.
Outside this sanctuary, the brave men and women of the Radiant Host and our dragon ally continue to battle our unholy foes.
I pray these tidings put your minds at ease, and help you calm your hearts. Have faith that we shall soon conquer this terrible trial.
Enough! You must run, for their sake and your own!
Yes. You will survive. You must.
The other Scions fight abominations and heal injured citizens. G'raha Tia walks to the middle and begins a speech reminiscent of his time as the Crystal Exarch.
His wounds are deep, but he may yet be saved. Go and help the others!
Save the villagers of Palaka's Stand.
Exhausted Hyur
Though the villager's injuries do not appear to be life-threatening, he does not respond to your efforts. His breathing grows more ragged and shallow, and his vacant eyes are those of a man who has lost the will to live...
I can only hope others managed to flee. But if the rest have been turned to beasts... By the Twelve...
Let us do what we can to see that the damage spreads no further. And no matter what comes, we must keep our spirits high...lest we ourselves suffer a similar fate.