Elias glanced down. The Tracker had fallen open. A new line was writing itself in charcoal that seemed to bleed from the page:
Elias did know. He had seen it happen to a woman in Arkovia who had crossed out her missing son's name. The next morning, she had walked into a rift and never come out. The Tracker wasn't a tool. It was a leash. And once you wrote a name, the world conspired to make you finish it. grim dawn quest tracker
The possessed thing charged. The fight lasted ninety seconds. Elias had no magic, no relics, no aetherial augments. He had only the Tracker and a desperate, grinding will. He lost his sword. He lost two fingers on his left hand. He took a blow to the ribs that turned his vision red. But he tackled the armored monster into the molten slag. Elias glanced down
Captain John Sobb was a hollow suit of armor held together by malice. Through the rusted visor, Elias saw not eyes, but twin coals of ember. Aetherial corruption had crawled into every joint, twisting the steel into organic, vein-like patterns. In one gauntlet, Sobb held a scorched standard. In the other, a child's doll—the one he’d whittled for Elias’s daughter years ago. He had seen it happen to a woman
He found him at the heart of the fire-storm, standing before a shattered altar of Ch'thon.
Release Captain John Sobb from possession. Sub-objective: End his suffering. Reward: Peace.