Savior

Emalia stared toward the ceiling, listening to the creaking of the ship surrounding her. She didn't notice the shaft of light from the opening of her door, too busy was she in the confines of her mind being grateful to The Apprentice for saving her.

"Well, hello there," a soft voice said. It was the very woman that saved her. In a fashion almost like her mother, the short woman had a cup of tea from nowhere – something to give her energy. She drank and they talked – Tamilyn making a passing remark on her resemblance to her father, and the thought that Sanria might have done a little better in teaching her daughter not to take off over the waves. 'She knows them,' Emalia thought. 'She's one of the few that do.'

Emalia eventually informed the woman before her that she was on her way to visit the temple of Lathander. When Tamilyn told her that she didn't need to cross the sea, Emalia let out a tiny sigh. "I just knew of the one far far away... and I don't mind being far away." "Oh? Trouble, dear?" "Well, I suppose you could call it that. But... visiting the temple should solve that." "Faith is a marvelous thing when found. Odd how many people view it as lost..."

The two talked as the boat rocked, and on the occasional lull in conversation, Emalia found herself wondering how the desk was able to stay in the same place. She watched the woman before her, grateful that she didn't turn on her once she found out about her faith. Over a tin of Tamilyn's home baked cookies, they went over many things. "I am doing what I can to save the realms. Bring about balance."

"You have a kind heart. One day, we may debate such issues... but I think you need something else right now. Including... cookie?" The tin slid to Emalia and she gratefully split the last circular disk of heaven in two. "So how long do you think until we reach the other side of this sea?" "We should arrive in Port Llast in two days, as long as the weather holds. From there, I would venture you have about a day's journey to Waterdeep, where one of the largest of the Dawnbringer's churches stands."

In the back of her mind, Emalia remembered her time in Port Llast. Ending up there due to her own magical mishap, she had wandered the port city, and bought a glass of their famous lemonade for Hellstrom. Though she smiled outwardly, inside she continued seeing the face of Hellstrom and their time in the woods, that seemed to be ages ago.

Returning to the present, it was agreed that Tamilyn would accompany Emalia on her journey. Certainly, it was supposed to be a lonely road, but how could she deny the very woman that saved her life to make the journey possible? With a quick run down of where everything was - Emalia slipped back into the bed as Tamilyn left. She would need as much rest as possible to walk her path.

The Letter

As both Taryn and Throm stood there in the hall Jayden looked back and fourth at both of them, unaware of where to start. He started to speak toward both of them announcing the situation at hand, that Emalia had started off her path toward Jihad, and that our attempts to pull her back have seemed futile. "Do no, go to her and confront her, this will only draw her further away from us." He wanted to make it clear that the only option we had at this time was wait. Jayden then looked over the note once again and spoke "Hellstrom feels that this is all his fault, that he could have stopped this from happening." Jayden knew this was all wrong, he knew that Hellstrom could not have stopped this terrible thing from happening, and only if he could get Hellstrom to figure this out. Jayden peered over at Throm and spoke lightly "We must find Hellstrom...We need him, to continue the push toward Jihad. We cannot let him leave, because he is a great asset to getting Emalia back, she trusts him as much as she trusts me, but I am old and cannot fight for her like he can." Jayden turned his back from Taryn and Throm and thought for a minute 'Maybe...maybe this Insignia will work.' Jayden began to run a finger over the Insignia hoping Hellstrom would hear even if it meant Hellstrom thinking distress. Jayden turned back to both of them and spoke once again "Taryn, you must find Emalia, we seem to have....lost her. That is all..." Jayden then took his cane and slapped it on the ground, gimping back to his quarters to sit on his floor and think....

A Quiet Night

Taryn sat in the library as she often did with the books and the silent solitude of her thoughts.

She thought about Hellstrom leaving and wondered what really pushed him to go.

Was there something she missed?

She knew that sometimes she wasn't privy to some of the goings on in the clan hall due to her being deaf. Being not as in the know as she once was it was difficult to keep up with the lip reading to understand everything.

This situation was different though. Now was not the time to just sit by and let things go unsaid or noticed. Hellstrom is her friend and if he is in some sort of trouble, she wanted to be there to help.

Outside of the library, in the sanctuary, she felt the presence of her old friend, Throm. Taryn wandered out into the sanctuary to see if he could maybe answer some of the questions that she had about Hellstrom. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Throm handing Hellstrom's letter to Jayden, reading his lips she saw that he was saying: 'So... perhaps you might be able to enlighten me on the events transpiring as of late...'

Wondering what Jayden may know about this matter, she chimed in, 'What do you know, Jayden... If there is something wrong you have to tell us.'

With that, she leaned on her staff alongside Throm and awaited the answer.