Her head is spinning, wildly, uncontrollably, to the rhythm of boat. It has been so long since the Blackstone got removed, since she was near dead. Not to say she hasn't been in touch with death, Nalzaxx made sure of that, but dead, no more life, it was so close.
Only now she realises that she wasn't saved. She got out by the scheming of the lich Nalzaxx himself. Had one of his contacts not opened the cellar, she wouldn't have escaped and saved that last bit of life still residing in her. Quickly scurrying off to the harbour to catch the first boat to the mainland, for she had known that every member of the Temple, be they manipulated souls or truly and despicable evil devils, they would be exterminated.
And she was a manipulated soul, even though the only ones who know where Temple members and Nalzaxx himself. In good hopes that Gobaith has changed, even though the elves of Vanima shall perhaps never forget, a new start can be made.
And it shall have to work. After having stayed for years near the Shadow Forest she has lost knowledge of some of her runes, due to the sheer serenity. She couldn't bear facing the elves there, for she was still recovering from an aura so evil, that a human would die and become an undead without will instantly.
So now she returns, with ambitions and hopes greater than ever. She hasn't forgotten about the Temple and it's merits, but her time as an elder lies fresh in her memory as well. Time shall tell apart the good from the bad, whichever way she goes.
Misjilah shall grace Gobaith with elegance once more.
A lady's return
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