“What did they steal?” I asked. “The Heart of Memoriae. It’s been in my family for three generations. And some fucker stole it and pawned it. Who the hell in Alestria is stupid enough to pawn something belonging to the Nights? They didn’t even take it to some other city to sell! We’re gonna pay the asshole who bought it a visit and fix this.” “Okay...” I still didn’t know what we were after
Obviously The thing you sold
