Dreamchaser

Fourteenth Day of Spring, Year… wait, what year is it? Hm… First Year of Ascendency, that will do

I found him in Silverwood. After delivering some wands to the quartermaster at Quicksilver College, I was enjoying some lovely peace while watching Selrina’s ears twitch as she loped along the path, thanks be to the Vigil. My mare’s ears are very sensitive, you see. I think her ears twitch due to the small breeze she makes while galloping. It’s an amusing thought.

Anyway, then I heard some crying. Blubbering, in fact. Thinking it odd, I reigned Selrina in, dismounted, and strode up to the tree where the noise was coming from. Imagine my surprise when I found a satyr, massively built, huge polearm resting across his knees. Blubbering. He was sobbing as if his soul had broken. I suppose, after all, it had.

I began speaking to him cautiously in the common tongue, without getting a response. So then I tried elven. And then I thought, Ariel, you idiot, they don’t teach Telaran languages on the Plane of Life. With a sigh I realized that this may be a bigger problem than I had originally thought...

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