"She was an outlet, I suppose--a vessel made to harbor my inner turmoil, the soul-numbing hatred of life and of myself. A heartless device, her only purpose to filter out the things I shame myself for. I free this demon from Hell to you now in hopes that I may conquer myself, and that this part of me will be killed in the forthcoming Portent. She has no love of life nor fear of death; she is indulgence and nothing more.

Thus, I am. Insanity."

His dreams were filled with images of his dear Azra, and two white steeds. He dreamt they galloped freely across the plains, deeply in love, as they had once been. Upon each waking he would recall these images, and cry. He missed her dearly.

Tsolaes' travels brought him through Kithicor, and eventually to the mountain stronghold of Highkeep. Word had spread of his treason to the Freeport Militia, and the citizens there treated him accordingly. He entered the Hold under the false premise of Goblin-exterminator, since the Goblins had taken a liking to the basement of the castle. Through his investigations he found that the McCabe family had ties to the Freeport Militia, and other corrupt guards throughout Antonica.

A mysterious dark elf seemed to watch him as he wandered around the stronghold, and he approached her, asking is she'd like to hunt with him. She agreed, but was not interested in hunting the Goblins... she wanted to hunt the Guards!

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