Found:
Nothing good!
What do I do now? What does one do when a life's ambition has been met? Do I find a new one? Not so easy. What is there left for someone like me? I mean, Fornost, Moria, The Paths of the Dead - The Trinity of Treasure Hunting spots! The three that are considered the most dangerous, inaccessible, deadly hunts to attempt! Well, sure, I didn't manage Moria but only because the blasted Dwarves had gotten there first. But Fornost and the Paths of the Dead? Done!
Done.
Done?
How did I do this?!
How could I, of all people, possibly manage this feat? I wasn't supposed to! I was supposed to try my damnedest to make it to the end, to get that last haul. To even make it to the final destination was supposed to give me a sense of accomplishment, but that's as far as it should have gone. I should never have left the Paths of the Dead alive. That was never the plan!
So, what? Were all those straw-headed bastards right about there being some greater Fate or is their beloved Bema just playing tricks with my wretched existence? Well, if any of that is true then they can shove it!
Haven't I been through enough?
So....
What now?
