Something about the letter rubbed Aswin the wrong way; he had seen many people call for hep, and something here seemed - off... All I have shall be thine... It reminded him more of a defeated villain tempting his better to spare his life, not a community calling out for heroes to save them.
"The legions of hell, the walking dead, this place becomes stranger the more we learn about it", he commented while riding. "I wonder, who would create a place like this? Have the evil and disease last so long that the people regard it as normal? The mists, their strange sickness, they weren't disturbed by these things."