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[Kain Elderan]

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Fair journal, how I have missed you. My ventures away from Sosaria have left me little time to put the quill to use, but I shall surely rectify that now that I have returned. Already I have many things to write, even after only a week since Skylar and I returned to these cherished lands.

Last eve, we visited a tavern in Ilshenar near the Humility shrine. Many foul creatures roam near the area; I can see how quickly someone not paying attention to their surroundings would learn Humility. Skylar and I were able to safely make it to the tavern, though we did have to assist one unfortunate soul who had succumbed to the foul Junta. I remember the time when the Junta first appeared in Sosaria, but I will leave that to another page. I placed Zeus in a nearby stable, though I found it strange to see it was empty of any stable hands. Thusly, did I have to check on Zeus every so often to ensure he did not get angry with me for not feeding him. He can be so foul-tempered if not fed.

The tavern was not very crowded yet when we first arrived, though it filled quickly as the hour grew late. I was most pleased to see such a gathering, as my return had not brought me into much contact with old friends yet. Pleasantly surprised was I then, to see a very old and familiar face – none other than Talon Skyfire, the illustrious leader of Sanctus. There were others as well, some of whom I had come into contact with already – Malicite from Moonglow; the Sheriff of Britain, Orelen, who is also currently a nominee for the Regent position; and quite a few others whom I did not recognize from my previous life here.

Much happened throughout the eve, too much to even put down on your pages here. Most significantly though, discussion of past times, past glories and battles, old friends and groups did occur. The topic even turned at one point to my most cherished memories, those of my time in the Heralds of the Awakening. I shall never forget my time spent as Sage of Honor. Talking about those times brought back so many old faces – the Oracles - Aleph and Azrielle Aeirs, Dayel Stormcrow, all mentors of mine. My fellow Sages – Lilyth Noir and Molly Teach, Analeiza and Jenna, Narisse and Lionel, Kronos and Thorin, and even the orc, Gub-Gub. Oh, how I miss each and every one of them!

Talk turned from this, of course, to the Virtues themselves. Quite a grand discussion took place. It surely made me remember giving classes during my time as a Sage. I have to admit that the dialogue did leave me deep in thought over my cherished Virtues. It seems that much of Sosaria these days does not hold the Virtues as dear, which greatly saddens me. Unquestionably, something should be done to return the people to our fold.

After Skylar and I left the tavern, we returned home to our bed. Unfortunately, my mind was afire from the discussions of the evening. I was unable to rest, so alight was my mind – as Skylar likes to say, “the cogs were turning”. I quietly crept from under the covers and padded downstairs, pulling on my clothing. Off into the night I rode, Zeus carrying me as ever to my destination. As I rode, I pulled out an old runebook that I had not used in many years – since right before my departure from beloved Sosaria. Opening it slowly, I saw the inscriptions for an all too familiar place. Murmuring the words, I felt the magic tingle through my body as it whisked Zeus and I across the world.
Dismounting, I patted Zeus’ nose gently, letting him know to remain. Pushing through the overgrown weeds and foliage, my eyes came to rest on the shrine that I could forget. Kneeling on the worn stone at the base of the shrine, my thoughts turned to past times. Without conscious thought, I recited the ritual words. “Summ, Summ, Summ”. This had been my mantra, my calling, and my very life in a time before.

Why must I refer to it as a time before? The world may have changed, I may have changed in some way, but my beliefs have not. I still hold the Virtues within my heart, as I know Skylar and others do. The ritual words continued to flow from my lips as my mind swirled. Perhaps it is time that the people know hope again. Perhaps it is time that the shadows feel the light shining upon them again. Perhaps it is time for a Reawakening.
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