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Three weeks ago
"Lasto beth nîn, tolo dan nan galad."
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“This very evil that is the Hunger is a bane to thy love and I must request it's removal from Ironworks!"
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"Lasto beth nîn, tolo dan nan galad."
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IN BEHALF FRIENDSHIPS LOST!
FOR ALL OF IRONWORKS' MEMBERS!
MAY THE LIGHT OF DAY SHINE UPON THIS HOLLOW AND VANQUISH MY ENEMY!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIHHHhhhhhhhh..............."
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"Lasto beth nîn, tolo dan nan galad."
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Go now in peace...and live to serve me again another day...my little one..."
Anarrima snapped out of her dream. She looked about, trying to get a bearing on where she was. That’s right. She was home. It had not been all that long ago that she had come back, but it seemed like it. She thought back to how it all began with the kidnapping by the Drow, the years underground out of sight from the sun and out of reach from her Goddess. The beautiful Ahurani Fairhand.
It had been an adventure such as one that none of her friends or relatives could relate to. She had been rescued down there where the sun shines not. Saved by an adventuring party that had come through in order to reach the location of a powerful evil. Ana had joined this party of heroes and had contributed to saving Ironworks from The Hunger. But the adventure cost the lives of some of her friends. The whole thing had been bittersweet.
So why now was she having these dreams? The feelings inside the dreams were always the same. That the destruction of one darkness gave birth to another, more sinister darkness. There was no light at the end of her dreams…though she clearly remembered differently on the day that they had saved the forums. It had been a bright day indeed. So why were her dreams suggesting otherwise?
She decided that it was a question that she needed to take up with her goddess, and so she began to pray about it, to discern this strange omen.
No sooner had she began the prayer that she received a shocking revelation…one that caused her to tremble uncontrollably, for the horror she saw was too much for her mind to bear.
”Goddess! No! What have I done? I prepared the way! I am responsible for this chaos! Many have and will die because of it! Please Lady Fairhand! Show me what I must do!”
Again she prayed, trying to discern the will of the goddess. In another moment she sat up, resolute and confident in her decision.
”Right then. If that is what it will take, then I am ready to serve Thee again. Show me the way.”
Time Passes
It had been three weeks on the road. She had hooked up with a small band of merchants travelling in this direction, and were continuing on from here. She, however was at her destination. She paid the men with the gold she had promised and waved them farewell. Now she was on her own. Again. She had hoped to never have to get caught up in adventures again, but her Goddess willed it, promising her many blessings for the labor she was about to take upon herself. She tested her gear, tapped the hard dirt with the butt of her staff, and started walking. Hopefully the goddess blessed her with the swiftness she needed to arrive on time.
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