Sanria woke to the sound of pages being turned. She opened her eyes a bit and watched as Carlaugh leafed through her book, reading - undoubtedly - her private entries. She sat up as he looked at her. "Quite a collection of thoughts."
"Private thoughts," she said, reaching over to take the book from him.
"They make you seem - lost."
"I suppose there are a lot of times when I am."
"Sanria-"
"How do you know my name?"
Fenlauch chuckled and pointed at the book. Sanria felt a twinge of shame.
"Right," she said.
"I believe it's time for you to go."
"But you haven't even told me where I am or what you are."
"We have been here a very long time. Since the fall of your forest and the spawn of the demons. We've been watching and keeping our eyes upon your material plane."
"What forest?"
"Your kind here know it as Myth Drannor, I believe."
"But... why?"
"Balance," Fenlauch answered matter of factly. "We keep balance - from here, to every corner of every plane. Good, evil - it matters not so much that one should not outweigh the other and bring about destruction."
Sanria sat up a bit more, staring at Fenlauch. "You keep balance - and nothing more?"
Fenlauch inclined his head with a small smile. "It is our destiny."
"Does that mean you have balance in your personal life?"
"That I do believe is personal - but it is the nature of my kind. Yes."
"Can you teach me?"
The question hung in the air, Sanria leaning forward, her face showing a measure of desperation. Fenlauch stood up and let out a sigh. He touched a symbol on his armor. "Enmach - a word." From the air, the silver woman shimmered into view, bowing deeply. "She wishes me to teach her. Balance."
Enmach glanced at Sanria, her mouth parted slightly. "Sir, you have a kind heart, but this is no place for one of the material plane."
"I promise you," Sanria began, "I will not interfere, but if you could teach me... I could help others learn."
"Sir-"
"And you will not interfere, but one alone cannot learn the balance we seek. You will have to find others to balance your search."
"Sir, are you inviting-" Enmach began, but found herself cut off.
"Evil cannot exist without good, nor good without evil - for they must have one another to define themselves."
"I don't understand..." Sanria said.
"Through creating balance, you find truth, and when you find truth, you will know how to create balance. When you can create balance, you can spread truth. And when you spread truth and balance, harmony is attained."
"But I don't know where to begin, my life is in shambles right now and I would love to find harmony but there isn't any to be had."
Fenlauch smiled. "Meditate upon it in your times of turmoil and you will know." The man waved his hand and in an instant, Sanria was back in the forests, a light in her hand to brighten the night.
