The loss is still fresh, of course, and there's a pang in his heart at the destruction of his home. But in the end, the place is not important. The people are. And so it does not quite hurt as deeply.
"Once it was the jewel of Yggdrasil, gilded and celebrated across the Nine Realms, with gardens thousands of years old, and a palace even older still. Much has changed of late. But my people still live, saved aboard the Grandmaster's ship, and that is what matters."
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"Once it was the jewel of Yggdrasil, gilded and celebrated across the Nine Realms, with gardens thousands of years old, and a palace even older still. Much has changed of late. But my people still live, saved aboard the Grandmaster's ship, and that is what matters."