[[Saeldith]]

Thalanor. He had a family name at last - a legacy that stretched both behind and ahead in the form of a son he did not know he had. Time stood still. Shock was still written across Duarion's face as he looked to the stars for guidance. He had told Saeldith he knew how to save their son from his illness, but would it truly be possible? Was the boy meant to be saved? Could he be a true father, like he never had?

The green grass did not seem to last as they came closer to the borders of what is known as the Lone-lands. Both brothers were walking at a steady pace, talking about their reckless effort. Daellas did have second thoughts for a few times but did not want to burden his brother with these thoughts. He knew others would feel abandoned by them, maybe even forsake them as oath breakers. Yet the Esquires in Bree land were all strong individuals, but weak in a group, which made Daellas believe he had made the right choice.