Grim Dawn Quest Tracker Review

"I'm sorry, John," Elias said, raising the sword.

John Sobb was his brother-in-law. The man who had taught Elias to fish, who had lent him coin for his first printing press, who had carried Elias’s daughter to a medic when the blood ticks got her. Sobb had led a desperate rearguard action at the Burrwitch bridge, buying time for refugees to flee. Then the world went white, and when Elias woke up, Sobb was gone. grim dawn quest tracker

A half-mad scavenger stumbled into Devil’s Crossing babbling about a "iron captain" marching through the fire-storms of the Conflagration, wearing a tarnished badge and speaking in a voice like grinding gears. Not alive. Not dead. Something else. "I'm sorry, John," Elias said, raising the sword

He clicked the Tracker shut and began the descent into the Cinder Wastes. The Conflagration was hell with geography. Rivers of molten slag, air thick with sulfur and the screams of things that had once been men. Elias moved like a machine. He didn't dodge the cinders; he walked through them, skin blistering and peeling, because the pain was a compass. The Tracker on his thigh grew warm. He didn't need to look at it. He knew what it would say: Objective Updated: Locate Captain Sobb. Sobb had led a desperate rearguard action at

Until three days ago.

Elias Thorne didn’t believe in ghosts. Not the wailing, sheet-covered kind, anyway. But as he stood on the broken parapet of the Slith prison, watching the last light bleed out over the corrupted moors, he believed in the ghost of a purpose.

"Thank you," the captain mouthed silently. Then the fire took him.