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The Costmar family took great pride in claiming Anomen as one of their own, and over the years it was eventually forgotten that he had had any other name. Of the three claimants to the title of Lord Delryn, two dropped their claims when they discovered how little money there was to the estate. The remaining young man successfully attained the title, but died several years later when he tripped and fell down a shoddily repaired staircase. The mansion stood abandoned, for none wanted to live in a place rumored to be cursed. A tale began to spread that Cor’s ghost haunted the old ruin, crying out for his dead children to return to him. Eventually, a fire consumed the family mansion, and so the name Delryn faded from memory.

And thank bloody hell for that, really.

Happily, the assurance of the gods that Imoen would be able to have children was correct, and Valygar proved himself to be nearly as enthusiastic about fatherhood as Minsc. Five children later, Imoen informed him that enough was enough.

Five?! I hope for Valygar they weren't all pink-haired girls. There's a word for that, you know? Surrounded.

Tnt Viconia : Imoen?! Children?! Oh, the nightmare... Imoen has a rat, that's all she's going to get.

Of course, prosperous cities attract attention, and Brynnlaw occasionally found itself the target of pirate attacks, particularly from the Nelanther Isles. These raids were always turned back by the island’s forces, which had grown to include the priests of many churches and mages who had come to Brynnlaw for solitude and quiet. With Sarevok’s encouragement, a small temple of Helm flourished on the island, its priests teaching that duty, guardianship and watchfulness did not end at the shoreline.

I don't think Umberlee'd be too happy about that, though.

Keldorn lived a healthy and reasonably happy life for many more years, though his family did worry about him. They occasionally heard him talking to someone in his study late at night when they knew he was alone. He always seemed more cheerful the next day, however.

Hm, a better fate that the BG epilogue, though, that's for sure.

Minsc and Aerie lived many happy years together, raising a large family of seven children, their births spread out over the course of Minsc’s long life. Their youngest was only ten years old when Minsc passed away, still revered and loved by Imnesvale’s inhabitants.

Luckily for Boo, he and his female ‘friend’ Goldie hit it off splendidly, and soon the cabin was teeming with tiny residents. These unusually bright animals became popular as familiars and companions. As for Boo himself, he was an object of wonder, for he lived for as long as Minsc did. When Minsc was found, having peacefully died in his sleep, Boo was cold on his pillow, faithful to the end.

That's sad and cute at the same time.

Jan’s great love, turnips, proved to be the secret to happiness. Through the combination of blind luck and even blinder luck that concocted a turnip wine that was palatable to non-gnomes, Jansen’s Turnibrosia swept Amn, creating a demand almost too great to meet. He grew wealthier than he had ever thought possible.

Jan and a lot of money... that's a deadly, deadly combination.

During a social gathering, Jan let drop that he had an incredible collection of jewels concealed in a trapped room in his mansion. In another conversation, he loudly commented that Vaelag had gotten too old and fat to handle his own ‘work’. A few days later, what was left of Vaelag’s body was found in that very room. There were no jewels, and Jan was heard telling the city guards, “So that’s were I left that baby dragon! Aunt Petunia will be so relieved. Blackie has been pining for her baby. Aunt Petunia didn’t even know Blackie was a she until she laid that egg. Did I mention Aunt Petunia was a ranger? There’s an interesting story behind that….”

Heh, I bet it is.

 

Haer’Dalis wandered the planes, continuing on with his nomadic life. Amazingly, he managed to live a long life, much to his disappointment and surprise. He was still determined to enjoy everything in life that he always had, even after his blue-gray hair turned white and he traded his swords for a walking stick. He finally died jumping out a third-story window while being pursued by a jealous husband. It was how he always wanted to go.

Oddly fitting, that.

Viconia eventually agreed to give the Lathanderite church the information that they wanted from her. They fulfilled their word and escorted her to a small secluded community of surface drow. Having betrayed two goddesses, Viconia knew that life as a priestess was forever closed to her. Sullen and angry, she settled down on the small plot of land that the Lathanderites had purchased for her, rebuffing all friendly overtures from her neighbors. Viconia knew that all she could do was await death at the hands of an agent of Lolth or Shar.

When no attack came, she cautiously began to learn more about her fellow exiles, and found many with tales as painful as her own. Viconia was heartened to learn that the entire area was warded against spiders, for she was not the only one with reason to fear the Spider Queen. There were also a number of spells and alarms to protect the small village.

In time, Viconia realized that she had achieved the quiet life that she had tried to find on her farm near Beregost. While the years could not be described as tranquil, she had found a measure of peace.

Aww, that was wonderful, and a very nice ending for our lovely Drow lady. I greatly appreciate it!

Jarran and his companions never encountered Korgan. The dwarf left with a group of adventurers and never returned to Athkatla. His fate is unknown.

Oh, it probably involves fighting, killing, maiming, whoring and stealing. Just the way Korgy likes life.

 

And what of Yoshimo, and his tormented soul? As Ilmater told Jarran, Yoshimo’s penance could not be completed until he could forgive himself for his mistakes and misdeeds. Burdened by the knowledge of the pain and suffering that his actions had brought others, Yoshimo found it very difficult to let go of the guilt he carried in his heart. Forgiveness came slowly.

But it came.

Ah, well done! I still say Viconia's was the best of them all.

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