Sharen

On the waste land outside the city of Ishal, you are caught up by a group of three Templars. As they unmount from their horses, their silver armors glinting under the light. Sharen faces you, her stance firm yet poised. I can't believe the best of us has fallen to the dark path. You've strayed too far, Master. It's my duty to bring you back within the fold. She draws her sword, as well as her fellow. Master, for old time sake, I ask you one last time to surrender peacefully, or else...