Its cold here... I know not where Iam... My cries of help have fallen upon the mocking symphony of Silence.. The only thing I have in my possesion's now are my journal, and a deep seated desire to return among the ones whom I know, my Friends and my Guild Family. Iam and have been tempered by the trials of fire, silence and solitude.. However Iam resilient and unbreakable and tempered like a sword blade.. My friends and guild family if you read this know that my return among you shall happen soon. This enchanter and his spirit are one and the same determined to get back at all costs.. May the Light of Our Gods shine upon you each and every one of you Bless and Strengthen your Resolve, my path shall soon return me to where Iam needed and missed. - Kenj Murmota **This ragged Parchment is attached to a stout hawk along with cut pieces of his trademark dashing and rather flamboyant White feathered Red Hat**