As with countless days prior, Edén finds himself immersed in his laboratory, tirelessly experimenting with various combinations of elements in pursuit of new and innovative elixirs. Drawing inspiration from both his own ingenuity and the knowledge bestowed upon him by his system's upgrades, he delves into the creation of a novel healing elixir designed to synergize seamlessly with his magical abilities. Additionally, he explores the realm of body enhancements, seeking to push the boundaries of his physical capabilities through alchemical means.

As Edén delves deeper into his laboratory pursuits, a sudden knock disrupts the solitude of his workspace. Startled, he swivels his gaze towards the door, where the familiar figure of Brogar appears, his head poking into the room. Memories of Brogar's previous request for assistance by the river flood back to Edén's mind. "Hey, Edén, hope I'm not interrupting anything important," Brogar greets as he strides confidently into the laboratory, his presence injecting a burst of energy into the otherwise quiet space.

"Nothing too intense, just tinkering with some elixirs," Edén responds, gesturing towards his brewing station and the array of freshly concocted elixirs neatly arranged on the shelves. Brogar nods in understanding, his expression thoughtful. "Ah, I see. Should I come back later then? I don't want to disturb your flow," he offers, considerate of Edén's workspace.

Quick to dispel any notion of inconvenience, Edén shakes his head. "No, not at all. I've just finished up with these elixirs, and a break sounds like a good idea anyway. What do you need help with?" he inquires, curiosity piqued as he shifts his attention fully to Brogar.

"You needed some assistance, right? I'm all ears. Shall we continue our discussion outside?" With a nod of agreement from Brogar, they make their way out of the lab, passing by the empty kitchen and the echoing sounds emanating from the basement below. Stepping through the main door, they emerge into the radiant sunlight, the warmth of the sun enveloping them as they venture forth.

As Brogar takes the lead, his voice carrying a nostalgic tone, he begins to reminisce about their travels across the land. Recalling the diverse encounters and experiences they shared as a group, he delves into previously overlooked details, shedding light on their journey and their interactions with fellow wanderers. "You know," Brogar begins, "during our travels, we encountered many groups much like ours—wanderers searching for their place in the world."

Pausing momentarily, Brogar's expression turns somber as he continues, "Many we helped, just as they helped us, but so many others were lost along the way. Some succumbed to despair, while others simply couldn't endure the rigours of the journey and lost their sanity. It's a harsh reality that not all races are suited for prolonged wandering." With a heavy heart, he reflects on the challenges they faced together, before highlighting one group that left a lasting impression—the Etins.

As Brogar mentioned their name, Edén's system chimed in with a new entry, providing insights into the Etins, a race of trolls well-known throughout the land.

The Etins have a storied history, having once dwelled deep within the woods before their banishment. In the current age, they have integrated into society, often settling in cities and villages where they contribute their skills as builders and craftsmen. Renowned for their immense stature, standing almost four meters tall, and robust physique, they are easily recognizable. Adorned with moss-like capes, a nod to their connection with nature, they have also adopted the attire of common folk when mingling with humanoid civilizations.

Their expertise extends beyond construction, as their affinity with nature allows them to assist lumberjacks and wildlife enthusiasts alike. Despite their formidable appearance, the Etins have found a place among people of various races, bridging the gap between their troll heritage and the diverse societies they now inhabit.

"Not long before our arrival here, we stumbled upon a group who had been unjustly cast out from their village, accused of crimes they never committed," Brogar recounted, his voice tinged with empathy. "Though they possess the skills to survive in the wilderness, their exile weighs heavily upon them."

Reflecting on their encounter, Brogar expressed his sympathy for the displaced group. "Despite their ability to fend for themselves in the wild, I couldn't help but feel compassion for them," he confessed. "When we encountered them, they selflessly aided us, providing food and shelter for a day. Yet, beneath their outward generosity, we sensed a profound sadness."

Broaching the topic of their potential integration into their group, Brogar's tone became more earnest. "We offered them a place among us, inviting them to join our journey. However, they declined, believing they would merely burden our group," he explained. "But now, as we settle into this new home, I can't shake the feeling that they belong with us. Edén, could you assist me in locating them once more? Could they find a home here with us?"

As Edén mulled over Brogar's request, his mind raced with possibilities, envisioning the potential benefits of welcoming the displaced group into their burgeoning community. With their expertise in building, akin to the dwarves, new homes could be constructed. Additionally, their affinity for nature could contribute to the development of farms and other sustainable initiatives, further enhancing their collective livelihoods.

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"I see the potential benefits of bringing them here," Edén acknowledged, his voice tinged with optimism. "But it begs the question: how long has it been since you last saw them? It's possible they've moved on, blending into the landscape and evading detection."

The thought of the group's potential absence gave Edén pause, contemplating the feasibility of locating them after an extended period. Despite the challenges, he remained open to the possibility, recognizing the value they could bring to their burgeoning community.

As Brogar expressed his readiness to embark on the journey to locate the displaced group, Edén observed a newfound determination in his demeanour. It was evident that Brogar had not anticipated Edén's swift agreement to the idea, revealing a sense of surprise at his immediate acceptance.

"I know where to look," Brogar declared confidently, his tone imbued with assurance. "If I trace our group's steps, retracing our movements from days or even weeks ago, I believe we stand a good chance of finding them. They know me, so they wouldn't hide from me."

Edén nodded thoughtfully, considering the logistics of the proposed endeavour. "And you would like me to accompany you on this journey, to assist in explaining our situation to them?" he inquired, seeking clarification.

As they approached the sanctum after their walk in the woods, Brogar confirmed Edén's assumption. "Yes," he affirmed. "I believe it would be best for us to undertake this journey together. We can inform the others that we're setting out to locate the Etins."

As thoughts swirled through Edén's mind, a multitude of concerns tugged at his consciousness. How would the sanctum fare in his absence? Would they manage without his guidance and expertise? These questions lingered in his thoughts like persistent shadows, casting doubt on his decision to embark on this journey.

However, before he could dwell too deeply on these worries, a reassuring presence emerged from the sanctum. It was Gruff, his sturdy figure exuding an air of confidence and reassurance. As Gruff stepped forward, his words carried a sense of certainty that eased Edén's apprehension.

"We are more than ready to hold down the fort here," Gruff declared, his voice steady and resolute. "You two go ahead and set out tomorrow. We'll manage just fine in your absence."

Gruff's unwavering faith in both Edén and Brogar sparked a newfound sense of determination within Edén. The assurance that the sanctum would be in capable hands filled him with a surge of confidence. With Gruff's endorsement ringing in his ears, Edén resolved to press forward with their plan.

Drawing strength from Gruff's steadfast support, Edén nodded in agreement. "Yes, we'll set out tomorrow," he affirmed, his voice tinged with determination. "We'll find the Etins and bring them back here, where they'll be welcomed with open arms."

As he exchanged a determined glance with Brogar, Edén felt a sense of purpose wash over him. Together, they would embark on this mission, united in their commitment to extend compassion and aid to those in need. With Gruff's assurance bolstering their resolve, Edén knew that they were more than ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As they stepped inside the sanctum, a flurry of activity ensued as they prepared for the journey ahead. Edén busied himself with crafting various elixirs, each carefully concocted to provide aid and support on their expedition. Meanwhile, Hilda, ever the nurturing presence, prepared nourishing provisions for their travels, ensuring they would have sustenance for the road ahead. Brogar tended to his equipment, meticulously checking and double-checking that everything was for the journey.

As night descended and morning dawned once more, Edén and Brogar found themselves standing outside the sanctum, surrounded by their companions. Hilda stood nearby, cradling Ethen in her arms, her expression filled with maternal concern and unwavering support. Dolgrim and Freya offered their well wishes from the sidelines, their presence a testament to the solidarity of their group. Borin, the silent sentinel, stood to the side, his nod of approval a silent affirmation of their quest.

Emerging from the sanctum, Gruff approached Edén with a sense of purpose, holding out a newly crafted item. "Here, Edén," Gruff declared, extending the item towards him. "Dolgrim and I finished this for your journey together."

In Gruff's outstretched hand lay a belt, meticulously crafted and markedly different from the prototype Edén had previously worn. Its sturdy construction and intricate design spoke of the care and effort that had gone into its creation, a tangible symbol of the group's collective dedication to supporting Edén and Brogar on their quest.

"Thank you, Gruff, and you too, Dolgrim," Edén expressed his gratitude before turning to Brogar, who stood steadfastly by his side. With a shared determination, they began to stride away, embarking on their journey with hopeful hearts and a renewed sense of purpose.

"We'll be back before you know it, and this time, we'll have the Etins with us," Edén declared, his voice filled with conviction as they set forth on their quest to find the gentle giants.

With each step forward, they ventured into the unknown, guided by the flicker of hope and the promise of new encounters on the horizon. The path ahead stretched out before them, an uncharted territory waiting to be explored, and with it, the potential to forge new alliances and shape their destiny. Together, Edén and Brogar journeyed forth, their resolve unwavering, as they sought to bring the Etins into their fold and pave the way for a brighter future.