"I fought shoulder to shoulder with this Seeker a few quests back. Not one of my regular brothers, but when you get word of a big enough Shard, you pick up all these loners, like vultures sniffing out a carcass. No one usually minds an extra sword arm, so long as they remember their place when it comes to the divide.
Anyway, a lot of people said this fellow was Torvald. But Torvald would've turned to dust ages ago. Yes, even his bones, that's my point! We lost all the heroes to heroic ends, that's why they're remembered.
But the way this guy could swing a claymore... Dark, I wanted to believe..."