Into the Wilds

The Cleric counted the years on his fingers, three and a half he reached since his last pilgrimage, reading through his journal the memories from that past returned. How he wished there where paces left to explore even though the RoK Hunters Guide had passed from his hands.

He would have to pick a place already visited, perhaps the wilderness of Valorn where he had been raised, the more he thought about it the more the cleric liked the idea. He was glad to have made it to Kouzans return party although the afterwards had been painful.

He had emptied his vault of items others could make us of in his absence and carefully wrapped his armor and paced it inside. Azure had kindly agreed to pass some items on while Purazon had the rest.

Taking his vastly emptied pack and a few basic supplies the Cleric headed into the wilderness he had come from.