In Death, Learning
Bristle made a fast friend in Zedoran, over the coming days and weeks, studying and refining her necromantic practices with a past master of the craft. In time, though, the dragon grew tired of the crowding, and Bristle's feet were calling her on anyway. She would return often, over the next several decades, to that old hollow in the forest to swap stories and share new techniques. But her calling was always drawing her on, in the end. She ventured all over the Inner Sea region, serving her faith in all manner of ways - sometimes advocating for the use of necromancy in lecture halls crowded by controversy, sometimes striking down those who would see their lives extended too long, always gathering new lore. She retired many years later, surrounded by friends, colleagues, and her own created undead to the lair she had built, settling in to enjoy the rewards of the life she'd lived.
In Life, Service
As for Caleb, he never did go back to being a mercenary, staying on with the church of Sarenrae instead. He made his way back to see his family first, and though he never did really explain what had happened, they were glad to see their son taking up this new calling - if a bit worried for his health, as usual. Caleb went on to make his home in Absalom, where he actually did find Robin, and the two made a life of sorts together. It was never easy, nor safe, but she supported him and he supported her, and they were happy as they went on missions throughout Absalom, Andoran, Cheliax, and Qadira. Caleb became known as a man of significant wisdom, a counselor as well as a fighter; he claimed among his finest achievements the successful integration of werewolves into Andoran's society, removing much of the stigma around the condition and helping those who were affected to live normal lives rather than hiding and praying to demons.
In Self, Yearning
Hester found that her magic hadn't left her, though she didn't hear the voices any longer, nor feel the taint in her blood. She moved along to a comfortable home in southern Taldor, and made a living as a thief, scoundrel, and enchantress. She wasn't exactly a hero, not exactly a villain either - she was just herself, and that was enough. She visited Absalom from time to time, and counted the others among her friends for the rest of her days. Freed from Whisper's influence, she was now given the exact opportunity to define her own life that she had wanted, and she made use of it, calling no one master nor compromising in her own ideals. She spent much of her time meeting her extended family and counseling them on the dangers of pride.
In Travel, Earnest
Firea went on to travel through the whole of the region, making mischief and spreading a touch of kindness to people wherever she went. While she grew more worldly with her travels, she never did quite lose that touch of innocence that had made her company such a boon during the time of Whisper. She visited numerous cities and towns, going as her feet called her and never staying in one place for very long.
In Growth, Satisfied
Voh'ren returned to the forest a wiser man, and returned the weapons to Chance's barrows. He had a final talk with the ancient siabrae there before Chance laid down his long burden and went to the Green. Voh'ren himself was a servant of the wild for the rest of his days, Kiru growing to a fine adult wolf beside him. He traveled all through the forests and mountains of Andoran, Druma, Molthune, Lastwall, and even up into Varisia and the Lands of the Linnorm Kings. He grew rich in stories if not belongings, and when he at last returned to the earth, he counted his lifetime well spent.
And they were alive until they died
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