Brother Vance — Better Days Ahead

Brother Vance listens to your report with great interest. When you are finished, he smiles serenely.

"You have done me a great kindness," he says. "I regret I cannot join you in the City."

For a long moment, he stands peacefully in his cluttered sanctuary.

"I met Osiris once," Vance says. "'Write music,' he told me—among other things."

"The sacred tones came from the Lighthouse. The words are my own—no, not the tale of Osiris. My song is not one of worship, but one of hope, shining brightly in the dark."

"I will walk into the Infinite Forest and spread hope, Guardian."

His gives you a beatific smile.

"Hope for the future."