“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

“I disagree, Jerilyn.  I could have sent one of my sons, I suppose, but they were the perfect choice.  The evil in the Shadowgrim was the Traitor risen anew and no one knew him better than they did.  I knew that they were up to the challenge and history has proven me right.  I’ll admit, it may have been a bit selfish on my part.  After so many had taken the Path, I was not eager for my sons to leave my side, but that was secondary to my decision.  I did not underestimate them as others did.  I had witnessed their strength firsthand.”  Kandol Elf Lord

“The Devotees’ worship of the Maiden bore little resemblance to the revelry of the Elder Days, Jerilyn, but how could it?  The Stones were gone, the earth song silent and the Maiden now lived in fabled Ardilun.  They knew the Maiden, but the Lady and the Crone were strangers and the Earth Mother was an ancient, hollow name.  They took the traditions I gave them and those that the priestesses brought back from Ardilun and forged new traditions, new ways to celebrate Her.”    Kandol Elf Lord

“My father?  History has not treated my father well, Jerilyn.  Sandwiched between Grandfather’s exploits and my own oft-exaggerated accomplishments, his deeds did not weather well the tests of time.  Consider also his brothers.  It is not so easy to stand tall amidst legends.  ”  Kandol Elf Lord

“The spirit world remains a mystery to me, Jerilyn.  It did not exist before the Reckoning and is the province of your kind.”  Kandol Elf Lord