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Ugh...

What happened...? What's with all the empty bottles on the floor?

Odd. Why was I even sleeping here?

Rosalind... you're a good kid...

...Arctosz... you... disgrace...

(Snore)

Dad?!

Eh? Uh…

What did you wake me up for?! Can't an old man nap in peace?!

No, hold on, I...

Dad? When did you get home? Why didn't you let me know you were coming?

What happened yesterday? How did we end up sleeping on the floor?

Quit your yapping, it's giving me a headache.

Sir, Master.

I'm so glad you're both finally awake!

Gulo!

What happened here?

The two of you got drunk, and didn't want to stop drinking, and our efforts to convince you to return to your rooms to sleep were in vain.

I could only feed two more batches of firewood to the furnace so it wouldn't get too cold in here.

Sir, do you not remember what happened yesterday?

I... Wait, let me think.

Yesterday, yesterday...

I remember. I was to prepare for the banquet to celebrate the completion of Kjeragandr's statue.

The Saintess asked me to select the best drinks Kjerag has to offer, so I was tasting them one by one...

And then, after that... I don't remember much.

Hmph, of course you don't.

You were so drunk you couldn't tell people apart, and even tried to toast to a pillar while hugging it.

At your age! What an embarrassment!

Enough, Dad. Was I not doing it for the Saintess, for Kjerag?

Gulo's still here, so could you ease up on the scolding, before I lose any more respect!

I always taught you respect is something you earn on your own, so why ask me to leave any for you?!

Forget it, I'll bicker with you no longer.

Gulo, where's Rosalind?

She went up the mountain first thing in the morning, Master.

What?!

She woke up early, while the both of you were still sleeping, and she said to let you sleep a while longer.

I thought the same, so I didn't wake you.

I guess it's fine for her to just leave like that.

Perhaps this was Kjeragandr's plan for the Paleroches.

They met, they didn't realize, so I guess this means it was just not meant to be... indeed...

What are you riddling about now, Dad?!

I vaguely remember a young girl coming here yesterday, but I did drink too much. I can't remember what she looked like.

You say her name was Rosalind? Hmm...

Arctosz, come here.

I should not hide this from you.

Same as you made your own choice back then.

What should be done next, is ultimately up to you.

...By Kjeragandr.

Three generations really drank the night away.

Even dragged me in with the other guards too.

Ghh—

It's been a long time since I drank so much.

And I didn't get any business done at all...

...Since going roundabout didn't work, let's just go head-on.

Judging from the direction, Rosalind probably went up the mountain.

Ohh—This is one of those snowy mountains!

It's even more spectacular up close. Kjerag's mountains sure are impressive.

Ugh, I'm a little dizzy. Really went overboard on the drinks last night.

Wonder if those guys are awake yet. Why didn't the Doctor tell me how enthusiastic Kjerag people can be?

I should give them something as thanks when I get down the mountain later...

Sheesh, it's freezing. The wind's pretty painful.

If I remember right... you're supposed to climb up this mountain on your own to prove your faith to Kjeragandr?

It's really tall.

But since I'm already here, I might as well try.

Huh?

The purest air from up in the mountains?

Sounds pretty good to me. Do you take cards here?

Alright, then give me two boxes. Send them to the Burdenpeak Hotel, room 606.

You got it!

Woah, Zofia... you're buying even more stuff.

Didn't you buy four boxes of mountain spring water yesterday? How are we going to bring it all back?

Don't be silly! Who says we have to bring them home ourselves?

I'll send a box each to Młynar and Margaret. I probably haven't even bought enough yet.

Kjerag's air and water are plenty impressive. The Black Knight came here a good long while ago, so she should be living pretty well now.

Alright, enough of that. I hear you have to climb Kjerag's mountains yourself, as a show of devotion.

Come on! Let's get climbing!

They do mention as much in the travel brochure.

Let's see who can reach the summit first, Zofia!

Riley, why didn't you tell them we have a cable car that goes up the mountain?

Hohoho. The tourists have their own ideas, who am I to tell them otherwise?

Fair enough...

Seems like tourists are the only ones who like to climb these days.

They're right though.

Come! Let's go take the cable car!

Really? Won't Kjeragandr see it as a lack of faith?

Nonsense! Kjeragandr granted us this convenience because She loves Her people!

Insisting on climbing would show a lack of faith in Kjeragandr!

Huh?

What do you mean, 'huh?'

We're all Kjeragandr's children. As long as you respect Her and keep Her in your heart, She'll protect us all!

Whew. You can actually ride a cable car up the mountain?

Why are tourist spots the same everywhere...? I'd better follow the locals.

Even though I don't know what it means to have faith in Kjeragandr at all.

But Kjeragandr must be protecting Kjerag, judging by how things are going?

Hey, old man in front!

Can you tell me where to get cable car tickets? Thanks for pointing the way!

Sir, please hold on.

Who are you? What's with the getup?

I'm a reporter from Victoria, you see.

People praise the Kjeragandr statue, but surely building it must have been a waste of resources. I'm currently collecting some—