-The words arein slightly smuged letters-
I saved Remants life today...twice.
Remnant gave me his light of the Eldar many many moons ago to save my life, in return he began to fade. I could not stand to see him age and grow tired. I finally was able to give him the gift of life back.
After he granted me his gift, Lord Elrond realized that the light he gave me grew into my own. Because of that, I was able to give Remnant his light back, and keep my own. He looked so much better, like the strength of an age had returned to him. But Detsactuo, Remnants brother in kin, has found an evil lust for power, and now craves the light I just gifted back to him. I will NOT let that happen. I have lost far to many to let that happen. I did something I should not have; I pulled the light back out of Remnant, to keep in my body so Detsactuo would leave him be. I battled the evil elf, but not alone.
A long time friend, Naselith, a young blue dragon, and my travelling companion Urun the dragonling, both came to my aid. I tended Remnant as best i could while Naselith and Detsactuo battled relentlessly. I was able to get the elf's staff, and I tried to break it. I was able to only crack it, but it was enough that Detsactuo was sent fleeing.
Earlier that day, Detsactuo had placed a price on our heads; 20 gold for Remnant or his allies. I had to port us away, making me absolutly exausted. But Detsactuo will not stop. He must be defeated!
