Jurgen was preparing himself to leave his hometown, Blade's Rest. It had only been days since he was transformed into a Tergeu. Shara has heard of these events and came to him to give him a chance at redemption.
"Hi there Jurgen," Shara shouted to Jurgen walking in the distance.
"What ya want lass," said Jurgen, "I ain't one to trouble, haven't ya heard."
Shara walked closer, "Yeah I've heard 'lad'. That's why I'm here, I could use your help."
"Well, I ain't much of a helping type, girl."
"No? I think you are. I have heard that you wanted to change, to redeem yourself, so that's why I'm here."
"Alright, talk then lass, what ya got."
As they started walking into the forests around, Shara started to explain things a bit. She explained that she needed help and that her friend died.
"Alright, so what's in it for me."
"Well, you should be doing out of the unmeasurable kindness of your heart, but you will be rewarded. For one, you can keep the loot, and there will be rewards." Shara looked at him, deeply intrigued by his physique.
"I ain't one much fer loot lass, as you may 'ave heard my ranch burnt down."
"..and I could also help you keep up this charade of not having magic powers..." Shara winked.
Jurgen looked at her wide-eyed, "Uhm, well yeah, thanks." He was surprised as to her knowledge of him. "Well, in that case, I'm in. What do you need from me."
"Awesome!" Shara blared out enthusiastic. "Well, just meet me and the others at Peacepub, one week from now, at dusk in the tavern."
"Alright lass, how do I know who to find."
"Oh you'll see, they'll stand out." Shara winked again and walked away.