#{lup........

This can’t be real, can it?

The last time Lucretia saw Lup, it was for the first time in years, and she was a lich.

But now, in some cruel twist of fate, she’s standing right in front of her, alive and well. At first she thought it could be Taako, until she got closer. That smile, that voice... it’s unmistakable.

“Lup, thank goodness you’re OK, but how are you...? How did we...? What happened?” She can barely get through one coherent question before another tumbles out, and she ends up putting her hands on Lup’s shoulders, trying and failing to hold back tears.