Karlach had originally just wanted to do a good deed and help out the refugees.
She had gone out with Gale, and the two had not walked far before they spotted a cluster of Flaming Fist soldiers gathered outside the doors of a row of low houses. The soldiers were busy trying to restack a pile of toppled crates; the recent earthquake had thoroughly scattered the supplies they had just organized, smashing quite a bit of the food in the process.
Kind-hearted Karlach was naturally more than happy to lend a hand. She had lived in this region once before—though her childhood memories were growing increasingly hazy, she still remembered receiving help from the Flaming Fist when she was little.
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