Going so far out of your way solely for the fading wishes of a lost soul--thank you, adventurer. The presence of a hand contemplating the carvings, with the fragments of history that you know so far, was enough to bring me here. My presence, now, is tied to the strongest bond with the still-living. I beat Tobin to the salt flats, and he smoked me on the raceway. I recall clearer now. Meet me in Mourning's Rest--the site of our last battle--next to the broken cannon near the destroyed tower on the cliff.