by Sama'el Sunsinger on May 20th, 2010, 4:11 am
"Leaving the Mountains or leaving Syliras?" he asked. Then, he answered both possible questions. "I will probably head back to Syliras in a day or two. As for staying in Syliras, well..." He glanced nervously at Sturlin, then away. While he explained himself with some embarrassment, he eyed the low fire and prodded it with a stick to stoke up the flames. "I really don't know. I feel like I was drawn to Syliras, like I'm supposed to wait for someone or something to come and find me. But I have no idea what or who it might be. There was an ethaefal I met once a couple years ago... he helped me get out of a sticky situation, and he's a fallen avatar of Syna, so that might account for the weird feeling in my gut, but that doesn't seem quite right. I've been waiting in Syliras for most of the Spring. I don't know what I'm waiting for, but I think I'll know it when it comes."
He sighed. "That sounds crazy, I know."