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Sitting Up High.
Journel 02 of the Fellowship of the Crystal Tear
I'm not quite sure what it was that I expected to find upon my arrival to Curmeah. In my mind I had envisioned that I was coming to help a group of travelers much like those that I had helped the first time I defied the council of The Elan. That they would be warriors with a purpose that bound them together to the ends of Geas. Instead, what I found was a group of children, bickering and fighting over powers that they cannot possibly fully comprehend.

Not to say that I necessarily comprehend what it is that they carry with them, but from my brief vision of what they carry with them and what lies ahead of them, I had sort of assumed that they might at least have some sort of bond to tie them together.

For the past several days I have followed them in secret. Now I sit on top of a plateau-like tower as they camp beneath me.

With them they have what appears to be an Atman golem, powered by an intelligent item. I've heard the name Frost-fang used to describe him. Such a strange-name. In fact, I'm quite surprised that they would be as bold as they were to place such an item inside of one of those.

I wish I could give myself a reason to actually meet them. Part of me feels bad for following them this far without making myself known. But if the past is any indication, I know more than most what I am and how people react to my powers. This is of course the primary reason The Elan do not choose to take such an active hand in the world, but they are so full of fear of what people will do if they were discovered, that they will hide forever.

I do not wish to hide anymore. Soon I will reveal myself to these people. I just hope that they are trustworthy enough.

Associated Regions: Curmeah
From the journal of Nyran Galanodel

Contributor: Drew Butler