I awoke today to the sound of Jerick praying over the body of Daniel, I watched him do this for quite awhile; unsure as to whether or not I should be helping him in some way. “But finally,” I said to myself, “we can leave this place and the horrors we’ve encountered.” None of us were quite sure how we are to continue now, our hopes of bringing about Gideon’s revival were completely destroyed, as with Daniel went the last heir. What is it that we are to do now? Should we be doing anything? Is there anything we can do? Why should we be the ones so worried about this situation? It doesn’t seem like anyone else really cares too much about the elven kingdom. All of Selador is rallied behind the Church of Aesia, ready to exterminate the “demon spawn.” Why should I care?
I’ve been asking myself these questions for the last several days now. It’s as if the world has been blurred. We seemed to have a purpose and in a few moments, that purpose was destroyed. I had the power in my hands to reverse this wrong, but I foolishly threw that opportunity away out of pure ignorance. I feel so helpless, and to make matters worse these walls seem as if they are screaming at me now. I just want to get out of here.
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There are no more walls surrounding me, but I still can feel them closing in around me. After leaving the basement of the Verdain Family keep, we were met by a centaur. What was strange about this was that the creature claimed to be Daniel, how this is possible, I do not know, but the wise men, whom accompanied Daniel before appeared and confirmed this. Jerick seems to be the only one of us not surprised by this, well excluding Varian, whom never seems surprised by anything. I knew Druids were powerful, but could this be part of their magic.
Jerick went and spoke privately with one the wise men while I told Daniel that I was glad he was safe. I was so confused, but not quite as confused as I am now. I’m only writing this down as I am hoping to somehow make sense of all of this.
After Jerick returned, he asked if we could talk. I asked him to walk with me as I could no longer stand being in that place any longer, to which he agreed. For the first time Jerick seemed interested in my past, hell for the first time anyone other than Hiram or Horus seemed interested in my past. I was wondering what brought that about, but he only could say that I would find out and asked me to speak as honestly with the wise men as possible if they asked me any questions. Now that seemed a bit strange, but I’m used to Jerick being a bit mysterious, so I took his word that it was not his place to tell me what his questions were about and gave him mine that I would try to answer them to the best of my ability.
Upon returning to the keep I was immediately taken aside by one of the wise men and asked if I could answer a few questions for them and true to my word I agreed. I was taken into one of the rooms on the lower level where the other wise men and the centaur, Daniel, were assembled, apparently awaiting my return. They asked me several question about my childhood and what I remember of my parents, but I couldn’t answer with any certainty as my past is clouded to me. They somehow didn’t seem too surprised by this and asked if I would put a medallion on, they said it was some sort of test. Hesitantly I agreed.
After several moments of nothing happening the medallion begin to glow and the wise men began to murmur amongst themselves. Than shockingly, the centaur, Daniel, came running up to me screaming, “I have a brother!” Now I’m still not sure what all of this means, but apparently, the Verdain Family, fearing what the church might do, sent their last son away, to grow up where no one would know who his family was. So he could be safe, so the throne would be secured.
Apparently, I am that son.
I am the last heir to the throne of Gideon. |
