Onwards

[Nephrite]

A smile and nod. "I suppose my plans aren't very hidden after all. Anything else can wait until I'm back unless it's an emergency. If you need to get ahold of me have one of the others use their sending stones."

[Anastasia]

"Of course," Grias says, then bobs up, "Now who is going with you?"

[Nephrite]

"I think this is something I should do alone." He says. "If anything tries to attack me, I'll be under Pistis Sophia's protection, so I'm not worried."

[Anastasia]

"Okay," Grias says, "Rise high up there."

Ready to go?

[Nephrite]

I am. I'll even pre-empt you.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 69, total 69[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

Rising up to Solania isn't too difficult for you - you appear in the misty, foggy valleys after an unusually unremarkable trip.

[Nephrite]

He was a simple prayer to Pistis Sophia in thanks for letting him travel here and then picks a random direction and begins to fly.

[Anastasia]

You fly on.

The valley is foggy and silent, peaceful. It's easy to fly here slowly, to wander and let your damaged mind think.

[Nephrite]

A healthy body and a healthy mind.

He flies on, through the fog and the silence.

Is there really such a thing as that which can never be found again? What if you simply make new with what you had... can he simply relearn what was lost? To restore his body with enough effort?

Is that the same? Does it matter? Even if he can't restore it to where it was... he can improve with what he has.

He flies on.

[Anastasia]

You fly on.

The valley is foggy and silent, peaceful. It's easy to fly here slowly, to wander and let your damaged mind think.

You idly find yourself wondering if your damaged mind means you're a different person now, so changed by it.

[Nephrite]

A damaged mind means a damaged body.

He flies on, through the fog and the silence.

Even if he wasn't suffering these lingering effects, he was still a changed person. The experience and wisdom gained taught him that.

He flies on.

Even so, he's not changed for the worse overall. But every experience changes him in one way or another- this is yet another he has to overcome.

He flies on.

[Anastasia]

You fly on.

The valley is foggy and silent, peaceful. It's easy to fly here slowly, to wander and let your damaged mind think.

You idly find yourself wondering if your damaged mind means you're a different person now, so changed by it.

If you are not the same person, are you now a better person or a worse person? So your mind wanders as you continue your wanderings in the valley.

[Nephrite]

Better or worse?

He flies on, through the fog and the silence.

He's better, for the experience that he had. Better, for those he met along the way that he was able to show his strength to. Better for the journey he's had.

Worse, for the damage he's suffered and that lingers within him. Is that truly worse, though? Or is it simply a result of the sacrifice that had to be made?

He flies on.

Ultimately, he's a better person. Changed, but ultimately better. Could he still be even better than where he finds himself? Of course.

He flies on.

[Anastasia]

You fly on.

Ahead is a small pond. Nothing more than an overflow from an underground aquifer, nothing leading into it. It's barely 20ft in diameter, though it is does look deep. Here a young woman kneels, her dress well worn and plain. Her long black hair is tied back with a length of rope and a shepard's crook rests on the ground besides her. She kneels before the spring, head bowed and hands in prayer.

[Nephrite]

Moore will come down himself, curious who this person is -- but not such that he'll disturb her.

Nonetheless, he will pray himself -- another thank you to Pistis Sophia for the opportunity to find his answers here.