Randirshir'n ni'hya sathur na Ansalon

The years had become something of a blur.  Politics at court blended with fighting against the Nightmare in the woods of Silvenesti.  I have been busy -- always busy -- but I suppose I should talk, at least briefly, on the high points of the last several years.
( Lord Soth, Weddings, and Kasa'Anath )

Continuation of the transcript of the meeting of the Conclave Council, recorded by Seaton Begg, 2nd Order of the Red Robes, Council Archivist:
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We arrived at the Tower of High Sorcery at Goodlund two days later, landing near the magical grove. Daniel and I led our companions through the grove, as Wizards of the White Robes, as we sought out an audence with the Master of the Tower, Ke'Lanthinel tr'Galien Devir, the self-proclaimed Master of Light and Dark.
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As we recovered from our battle in the triune temple dedicated to Sargonnas, Morgion, and Chemosh, we considered what to do about the vampire minotaur and elf, as well as the two liches who had teleported away. Obviously, since the temple was dedicated to Morgion, the two liches devoted to that goddess would not simply abandon their holy charges, and most likely they had retreated to an inner sanctum to recover and plan. As we considered our options, we heard a terrible clamor from the door we had entered through, as sounds of battle -- accompanied by draconic roars -- could be heard.
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After our encounter with the snow maiden, my companions and I headed towards the besieged frost giants of the Tribe of White. The giants in question were women and children trying to hold off a force of attackers under the thrall of the Witch Queen. Our journey was proceeding rather well with the snow maiden's blessing upon the weather, negating the blizzard as we travelled.
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Some time ago, I said that I would try to explain, at least from my perspective, what I meant in regards to Alexis, the Dark Heart, and her "third half." This will likely be confusing, but hopefully context and a delineation of what is known will help in understanding it.
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When I left Silvenesti some 17 years ago originally, I did so in the hopes of finding a new path for my people -- a solution to the problems of decadence and stagnancy that left us vulnerable, in the end, to Cyan Bloodbane, Sorrow's Thorn, Ke'Lorath, and all of our other sundry problems in Silvenesti. However, I have found nothing in the realms beyond to help me in this regard.
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To Kai'Alhana tr'Caladon Silvanos, Speaker of the Stars, Resplendent Dawn of Silvenesti, concerning the Knights of Solamnia, the Dragon Isles, and the return of the Dragons of Light to the shores of Ansalon since their absence in the Time of Gwynneth and Huma,
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Several events have transpired since I last set my pen to this journal. After our excursion into the plane of ash in search of Samkin's wife and daughter, Gwynnion hesitantly approached me in the hopes of having a companion to journey to what was once one of Galen Dracos's laboratories and compounds. I say hesitantly because, at first, she had planned on going alone.
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I was in Kai'Alhana's court when news of Lord Kaith's death at the age of 107 arrived via messenger from Solamnia. The aged High Clerist, granduncle to Samkin and Alexis, had died of natural causes, and his funeral was planned for the winter at the High Clerist Tower. I was invited to attend the funeral, as was Kai'Alhana and other members of her court.
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