Forgot the questions:
Where were you and what were you doing on the night of Red Harvest?
On the road between the town or Wartle and Lake Syrantula. I was caravanning across the country side to Magnimar in the hopes of impressing a wealth armor and striking a business deal.
Have you had to do anything you regret in order to make it this far?
Leaving my good friends and close bodyguards to be torn apart a horde of zombies haunts Brimlii every night. Otherwise, he has made it a mission to avoid troublesome situations that would lead to doing things he would regret.
Have you got family out there or just a strong desire to survive? What gets you through?
Brimlii is unsure of whether or not his parents are still alive, they were lived in the thick of Janerhoff, and if the strange magic spread that far east, then their chances are slim. Brimlii looks at the sliver of chance as a beacon home, one day planning on returning to Janderhoff when he as the supplies and manpower enough to overrun the potential zombie infestation that would reside.