"I hear that you have already once ventured into the mountains-"
"I'm not interested, that place can go to hell"
Loimos was once again met with failure, having been trying to find someone willing to lead the way through a known passage across the treacherous, freezing sides and cliffs, none were even willing to tell him about it however, only terror lurked behind their eyes, no one could ever boast of coming back successful from an exploration there, death and misery was the only reward for the fools that once dreamt of striking gold.
Only viewing Loimos as another soul that would soon understand true horror, of course, they were wrong, being the real fools for believing that what had happened to them was the greatest terror that could grace a living being, but no matter, the undead would have to make do with only himself, it was best to not carry a living around anyways.