a complete cure of the Mind alterations the darshaks have caused against my
will, and allowed me to leave the academy and to live with you again.
Darshak priest Dak'l managed to convince me to follow him in their temple,
hidden deep on Ash island (and invisible to our eyes), and I have to admit I
did not follow him against my will, but I knew that I was playing a
dangerous game, and I was hoping I could win it. That is my greatest shame.
I overestimated my Mind, and I fell in front of their power.
What I did exactly is not sure (everything I write here is what the Council
has told me, I can't remember the facts by myself: maybe they know more than
I do, and they want to preserve me by hiding the most horrible facts). But
my Mind was altered, and it seems that they extracted from it everything
they could about the teleportation ring I owned before the ripture war, and
they used me to spy the Council, all that against my will.
But for some unknown reason, the control they had on my Mind have stopped
partially, and I did the only thing I was able to think of to try to save my
honor: i went on Ash one more time, managed to reach Dak'l, and managed to
kill him. The facility I reached him has proven that it was not the first
time I was doing such a visit on Ash island, and all the guards had let me
in without any question.
The other priests tried to raise Dak'l, but I don't know if they managed to
do it or not.
Instead of killing me on sight, they tried to destroy my mind, and when then
thought they managed to do it, they sent me in the horde for the pleasure of
all the troops parked there.
And you, Puddleby citizens, found me there, and saved me. And despite the
fact I was behaving incoherently, you managed to bring me back in the mystic
academy, and the Council has been able to heal me from almost all the mental
wounds I had.
And now, a new life starts for me again. Please forgive me for what I did:
it is hard enough for me to live with such a past, I would not survive if my
place was no more with you.
And my final thanks go to the Council, which "forced" me to renounce to my
will of leaving the mystic guild, and which is still welcoming me as a
member of them.
See you "soon" under the sun of Puddleby,
Darkane.
