“Sangrar has many ghosts, Jerilyn. It comes from being an ancient world and host to many legends. Once, I looked for the Sword in the ashes of Elrasirre, but the ghosts of the Living City bid me leave. I never went back and now the Elvetur is long gone and Elrasirre’s ashes have scattered in the wind.” Kandol Elf Lord
“Throughout history, villains like Daeryss have fallen into shadow. He was not the first, nor will he be the last. It’s fair to say that the Necessity of Opposition is responsible, but does that means that they’re not accountable for the choices that they made. Does the existence of the Necessity mean that they should shoulder no blame? Do you think we should pity them? Or hate them for the sorrow they caused?” Jerilyn of Colcester
“Things will get better, Jerilyn, they always do. I’ve lived through this before, remember? Living off the land is a bit rough at first, but soon the survivors will start rebuilding. After we part company, I don’t know where I’ll go, but wherever I settle, it won’t be the same as it was. The world is different now. The Blue Lagoon, the Towerof Renk, the Grove, those were special places, the Grove most of all. In your day, only Kandol’s home atop the Mountainof Cloudscame close to rivaling it. In this new world, where the ancient Gods and Heaven are no more, the Grove is but a legend from a time long lost. I am an anomaly, Jerilyn, born in an age so far gone that it has faded from fable.” The Wizard of the Blue Lagoon
“Kandol told me about the pattern just before the final gambit. Even then, I didn’t understand the truth until the Herald enlightened me, which, I fear, is driving me mad. I do remember this. There are always three Heroes. The Warrior, the Prince and the Priestess.” Jerilyn of Colcester
“Soon after the First Congress of the Gods, the Forge Folk’s Secondborn awakened to the ring of Dar Highfather’s hammer, Earthbiter, smiting the walls of the Birthing Chambers, nine in all, one for each of the ancient clans. From the moment the clans awoke, they delved and they never stopped delving until Caradar’s last day.” Jerilyn of Colcester
“By the Spires, of course I was sad, but I was excited too. You have to understand, Jerilyn. I’d never left the Grove before.” The Wizard of the Blue Lagoon
“After the Darkening, religion as it had been known no longer existed. Yes, the people gave homage to the Gods and called upon them in their need, but the only true religion had been the Maiden’s and that was based upon preserving the World Walker’s Seals. Once the Nightbringer broke free and She fled Sangrar, there was no need.” Jerilyn of Colcester
“It’s all starting to blur, Tarik. Which age are we living in now? I can’t keep it straight any more. The Darkening, the Rekindling, the Reckoning, the Cataclysm, the Long Night – they’re all the same to me. I can’t even remember which memories are truly mine and which are Kandol’s. I don’t know if I’ll be able to finish the Tale of Ages, the Herald’s curse may swallow me first.” Jerilyn of Colcester
“Those swans were special, Jerilyn. They flew circles over Indalle celebrating the day she was born and they never left her side. They were her first children, then came Maelryn and Emerre.” Kandol Elf Lord
“It broke my heart, Jerilyn, to learn of it. I knew Umbar in the days of old and he was a warm god, adventuresome in spirit and friend to all. He did like to flex his muscles, so to speak, but not in spite. He liked to challenge, it was his nature according to my uncle Indallar, and if anyone would have known, it was him. ‘By Umbar’s frothy beard’ Indallar used to say… Umbar would have never begrudged the Maiden Her due or wanted the Devotees slain in his name. He was not a jealous god.” Kandol Elf Lord