Ghosts of the Past

You know, you are lucky. When Murk dragged you from beneath the ice and we carried you to the camp, you looked as live as a frozen rock. We thought you could be easier to finish you and wait till you resurrect, but I am against violence, and the sight of blood makes me depressed. So we tried to defrost you, and we succeeded, as you see. At least you don't look like a stiff body anymore.
Now tell us everything. I am wondering what kind of force could have lured you to the ice-cold water? And where is my damned Magimeter?

Don't thank me. Mutual aid and supportiveness are the basic principles of our life!

I'm going to search for Elena and bring her back at any cost. Are you with me, zoor?