“Oh but if we could. They seem happy do they not.” A cheer echoes throughout the hall as new ale is being served. “No. We are cursed to know and cursed to see the same day for eternity.”
You’ve paid close attention to the Jarl as he spoke. From flickering in and out of an ethereal existence to real flesh, a small ring has been pulsating in a clear blue color on his right hand.
“Unless…” He starts. “You could help us.”