“I remember my journey to Pel Aesylle, Tarik.  It was not so long ago that I’ve forgotten, though the haze clouding my memories is doing its best to make me forget.  I had no Elf lords to guide me, only determination and desperate curiosity.  The haunted woods were frightening and I almost turned back many times, but continued despite my fear.  In the end, Kandol rewarded my perseverance by regaling me with tales of the Elder Days.  Yes, the way to the summit was arduous, but I would undertake that journey again in a heartbeat.”    Jerilyn of Colcester