60th of Autumn, 511 AV
Ronan walked towards the Windsong Pavilion with a heavy heart. He had grown close to Akilah, and fond of the rest of the family. There was no greater tie than blood. And now he was going to sever it all, ready to leave Endrykas on a whim.
But the Watch was just as important to him. It was an extension of his family, and Sama'el was the best friend he had ever had. His thoughts turned to Leto. The Drykas would be breaking the news to his own family right now. There was an excitement too though - leaving the Grasses, and exploring the world. Mizahar was a dangerous place, but it was also a beautiful place. A land mass torn asunder by the God's, but also a place full of culture and companionship.
The Windsong tents came into view and he swallowed nervously. It was time to tell Akilah about his plans. He hoped she would understand his reasons.
Even if he wasn't so sure himself.
