After what had been revealed to Dalanor in the library, his mind had been reeling, and he had taken to meditation to calm and center himself. He could see who he was, and who he had been....but who he had been still seemed so alien to him. Though he was the same person, he had found that who he was now was so different from who he had been. The natural affinity for the arcane was still there, and the love of knowledge was still there, but his very nature was changed...as though he were now purer and more reserved. He still could not see how he could have been so arrogant, so brash and so......cruel, while at the same time, being a good man.....it was too much to handle.
He decided that his actions now were what was important, and if he ever did truly recover all of his memories, he would remain as he was now. That being said, what of the revelation of his true calling? A Planeshifter? That was a high station, even amongst wizards......and if he set on this path, he would be of a select few who were able to freely travel between the planes, studying the finer details of the astral sea, or even visiting the abyss and recording data from that plane.....it was exciting.....however, what would become of him then? Would it be enough to regain favorable status amo ngst his people? Would he ever be able to step foot into Greystar again? Or would he have to involve himself with the Summer court of the Fey to regain his good name? He knew that doing so may require a hefty price, but he would do anything to return to his life.....he sought to teach and influence the younger generation of wizards in the proper practices and proper actions of being a wizard which he felt that The Order of the White Owls did not properly do.
Moreover, would he ever be able to know his daughter? Would she accept him? Would she shun him? Or would she already be too far under the control of The Order for him to save? In his heart of hearts, he knew that it would be a hard road ahead, and he knew Kharask would support him, but would he allow Dalanor to utilize the company's contacts to learn more of his daughter? Would he force Dalanor to choose between his daughter and the company? he doubted it, but if need be, the wizard would strike out on his own and take on the Gods themselves to be with his daughter and make up for lost time.......
That time would come soon enough......the time for choices.....but one thing was certain.....he would see all paths through to the end.......he had a commitment to the Two Scars, he an obligation to see to the safety of the realms, and he had a strong desire to know what having a family felt like. Muttering an oath to Correlon, he let loose a bit of his will, binding himself to the paths ahead of him......
"I know you and I have had our differences, but I make this oath to you Correlon......by my power, I swear to you that I will see my duties through till the end. I will see the terrible plans of Tiamat thwarted and lend what power I can to the cause, but know this, I will return to my home, and I will reclaim all that was lost to me.......though I was young, and arrogant, it appears as though i was correct so long ago....... That power has never come against the likes of me, and i will break free from it's hold.....with or without your help, but kinow this Correlon, I hold no grudge against you, for this was not your doing.....it was partly my own. I accept the responsibility i must take for what has happened in my life, and I thank you for the small grace of letting me keep my magic....but I ask only one thi ng of you....keep my daughter safe....keep her from those who would use her, and if it is too late, give her a fighting chance......not as a request, but as a favor, in which you can call on me to return at any time......."
Dalanor felt a tear slide down his cheek, and he hoped that the Patron Deity of Magic and art would hear his oath and prayer.....he hoped that he would have the strength to make it through the ordeals that faced him.........
"Neeala....I am sorry for all that has happened.....I only pray that you can forgive me for all that has happened...
After all was said and done, Freyla appeared, perching on his shoulder......
"Dalanor, you should tread carefully with what you learned.....there could be a hidden motive behind these visions you saw......"
Dalanor sighed......
"And you are foolish for a Spirit Owl......I know what I saw was the truth of things.....for each vision triggered memories and I saw thi ngs from two perspectives in each visio ns....from a first person perspective, and as an observer...at the same time. Do not question my intelligence.....I am not the young fool i once was....."
He was obviously emotional and it was quite unlike him......
"Dalanor....I'm sorry, I just think you should be careful of what you have seen.......some of it could be mistruth. No Eladrin has ever shaken the effects of the banishing....not one."
Dalanor swatted her away....
"It seems that there is a first time for everything......I am not some simpleton. My training delved into psychic manipulation, and as such, I believe I was cushioned from the effects.......now leave me be.....I wish to be alone for now. I am sorry if I seem rude, but I just need time to reflect........"
With that, Freyla left, and Dalanor returned to his meditation.........
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