These few weeks I have been in this town of Hlint, I have learned much of the way of the fist. I have selected my teachers, though I am not sure they all know it yet. Praylor, another brother of Toran, teaches me of Leadership, and Humility. Silverhand, the most well trained combatant I have seen, teaches me of the finer points of the way of the fist. Jade Willow, is my wisdom guide, her patience and honor teach me much of myself, and where I will go in this life.
It would seem at first glance that Toran has made these powerfull allies available to me so that I may learn how better to serve him, but I am troubled indeed. I have found no news of my parents, no news of any others disappearing, and the probability of finding my parents decreases every day. I do not fear failure in that I WILL learn of their fate at least, if I cannot find them in time. I am puzzled that I have found no signs, or recieved no knowledge of them through all my hours of meditation. I must explore more areas, I must find a clue to their fate. The trail went cold on Mistone, they must be here.
Toran, Leader and Protector, I pray to thee. Grant M'lord Praylor the strength to accept his fate as a leader of men, for he truly does bear the gifts of a great leader. I ask that you might give insight to our recent events and troubles, grant me patience, to know the answers as the reveal themselves. Grant me Power that I might strike down those who might oppose our creed, and bring harm to the harmless. Grant me Wisdom, that I might know what is right and best, when the time for decision-making is upon me. In your Light I make my path, in your honor I clear it of evil.
