So, we have rescued the skull-born from the clutches of the Nightstalker. Their hollow-eyed stares do nothing but stir up contempt in me. They are weak, and would never have lasted even a day in the pit, where survival rested on savagery and even then, was often rewarded with beatings and torture. Had I my way, I would've simply ended their existence then and there, in that basement. Yet we have vowed to do what we can to keep them alive. Granted, rescuing them does take crucial pieces away from the Nightstalker's game. I just hope my patience isn't tested much further.