There is at least one thing I am grateful for. I know my place. Ever since Anrudiel returned from his ‘heroics’ everything has gone up in the air. I’m not sure as to what will follow but at least it still continues as it unfortunately always has.
Keolith was married a few days ago to Windswept Flower. I was told it was a beautiful ceremony. Somehow he managed to get both the Elves and Dwarves to act civilly towards each other to bless their marriage. It was enough in fact for me and their clerics to consecrate an area burial. Not that it didn’t have it’s own troubles in itself, and in fact has been the cause of mine.
