Adventurers have been scouring the lands, seeking out shards of lucent glass scattered when the comet crashed down, scorching and inactivating the life monument just outside Milltown. The word has gone out that they can be used to assist Miranda, whose strength is failing, and many will journey to her temple with the shards they have. Others are searching in the hope that any shards they find can be given to others to take with them.
As in most things, a couple of quesions have come to my mind, but no doubt all will be explained in due course. Satisfactorily, I hope.
Those who search have scattered far and wide, each picking the area they hope will prove the most fruitful. So much depends on their own strength, and the strength of the creatures they face. And as ever, a certain element of luck is involved. But the more creatures one slays, the more lucky one can become!
I've been spending some time in meditation and prayer in the hope that my words will help in some small way to fortify Miranda. She has always given freely of herself, offering advice to me when needed, giving guidance to me when I was feeling lost. In common with many others in the lands there is an immeasurable debt, an obligation to render whatever aid is possible.