The Knight of the Pantheon

[MysaidesCaldier]

Blindness had taken my sight. My legs would not support me anymore. All this a lesson to be taught to me. I would not see my wrongdoing in my life. So the Goddess let me see what was in my heart. That house....That cursed wicked place took my son from me. It pleaded with me to end the disgrace that was my son. In that fountain I spilled the blood of my son and rejoiced that my father's creation was destroyed. I talked away evening. Prayering all the while that I could make the next day without thinking of my crimes. I emersed myself in training to forget my deeds. All for naught when Anah asked,
"Where is your son?"
The tale would have ended for me there if not for a few that risked much to set me free and have me be among the living. They braved the home of darkeness in which I dwelled. They went into the heart of hell itself to reclaim the soul I robbed and I sinned against. From this place of darkness they brought back a staff a symbol of my absolution. My legs restored I leave to reclaim my powers as a Paladin. I go to the hall to find the one I will serve here on Fredian. Once I am a paladin once more
then I can finally make right all the wrongs done to me and my comrades....Perhaps just perhaps I can pay back those mighty ones that gave me a bit longer to do my duty.

[Norah]

Are you yet troubled, my darling elf? Speak your pain to me in a song, as is your wont, and I shall answer it. Soon we shall be reunited, and there will be laughter and music again. I have safely reached the great city of Selegna Sol, and wish to hold conference with you. However, I do not posses the Key! Soon. Soon, I will find the key to the Underdark. I will see again, my darling Mysaides Mein! We will walk the cool nights of Fredian together again, as it always was and alway should have been. Aa-ah, to think of it; to think of it alone!!

[MysaidesCaldier]

To my fondest and most loyal friend and sister,
Greetings to you from the far flung shores of Fredian. While you took your journey war and famine, peace and conflict have been born lived and then put to death. If I took up all my time with just writing to your what happened on the day you left....Then I would have to cut down all the tree in the forest. Soon when you have cleaned your dusty house of all the vermin that have made it home in your absence....then you and I can truely talk and catch up. I do have some bad news as it seems though our lovely sister Miria has been taken over by the Dark Goddess Naphtali and some villan has hidden our sister's soul. I quest now to make right the injury done to our beloved sister. When you arrive on the island please talk to me and I will help you to understand the nature of our saddness.

Your Brother,
Mysaides Mein