You follow Maldred into the largest house. Inside, a large hall is filled with its remains. Your gaze sweeps the hall, taking in the broken chairs and dusty tables; some are knocked over and lie sprawled on the ground, a silent testament of the turmoil that has engulfed this place. The walls are stacked with decrepit objects, and a thick layer of dust hangs heavy in the air.

Sounds of a hollow wooden creaking echoes throughout, intermingled with a quiet, hushed wind. At the very end of one of the largest tables sits Maldred. He unpacks what looks to be an apple from his robes and is getting ready to eat.

You sit down next to him and start to talk.