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<blockquote data-quote="(contact)" data-source="post: 847780" data-attributes="member: 41"><p><strong>70—Dawn.</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>The brothers sleep deeply, and dream of sunrise, childbirth and laughter. All too early, the dawn breaks, and with the first light, the temple to Lathander becomes fully active.</p><p></p><p>“Hey Thel,” Taran mumbles as he turns over. “We were at home, but old, and Nathè was smiling at me.”</p><p></p><p>“That was only a dream, brother. Go back to sleep.” Thelbar dresses, and leaves his room, finding an attendant priest waiting to take him to his morning audience.</p><p></p><p>“This is quite an honor, revered sir,” the priest tells him as they bustle through the temple’s halls, a host of servants, priests and worshippers making way for the duo. “The Light of the Morning does not receive outsiders. Lathander occupies his full attention.”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar is led to Elgin, who takes him to a chamber at the top of a tower. Inside the room, a small, withered man is tending a box of flowers, lovingly stroking their petals, and sprinkling water among their roots.</p><p></p><p>Elgin bows deeply. “Light of the Morning, I have brought Thelbar Tar-Ilou, as you requested.” He leaves the room, closing the door behind him.</p><p></p><p>The small man turns to Thelbar, and smiles kindly. He is plane-touched, the light of dawn suffuses his being. Despite his size, he seems to fill the room; gazing at his face, Thelbar has the sensation that nothing else of any substance is present. It is a pleasant sensation, warm and secure.</p><p></p><p>“Elgin has told me much of what you have discussed,” the old man beigns, “and the Morning Lord has enlightened me as well. Be at peace, and share your friendship. You are among allies now.”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar smiles, but does not reply.</p><p></p><p>“This is a new dawn for Faerun. As with all beginnings there much uncertainty. I see great storms, terrible storms.” The frail priest smiles as he caresses the leaves of a bright yellow Glorysun. “But where would be without those storms? Look at my flowers; they need rain and they need the winter. I believe we have nothing to fear—Lathander has assured me of this. Of course, there are many others who do not share my outlook.”</p><p></p><p>The Light of the Morning regards Thelbar then, looking into his eyes. “You please the Morninglord, as does your goddess. As you serve Ishlok, so do you serve Lathander.”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar opens and closes his mouth.</p><p></p><p>“Does that surprise you? Good. I love a surprise, myself. Tomorrow, I will make a great announcement, and you are to be the very first to hear it: Lathander has joined the <em>pasoun</em>. The faithful of Lathander will be given a new doctrine. We embrace this great freedom, and the blessings of the Morninglord will follow you throughout your many lives.”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar pauses for a moment. “There is talk of a Godswar. Do you believe this will come to pass?”</p><p></p><p>“The misguided will see hate, young soul. They mistake a gift for an insult, and no wisdom of mine will turn them from their course. The old friendships will wash away, and the unfaithful will turn from the morning light. Borders will be reshaped, and kingdoms will fall. Until now, we have been blessed to have some cooperation between the good faiths. The gods have agreed to this . . .”</p><p></p><p>“Because they are enslaved to us, as we are to them,” Thelbar interrupts.</p><p></p><p>“Lathander is neither slave nor master. The souls of his faithful have been cast into the <em>pasoun</em>, and may choose him or not, as they see fit.”</p><p></p><p>“And how has your god fared?”</p><p></p><p>The Light of the Morning smiles. “The sun rose today, did it not? The sun shines just as brightly behind a tempest, even if we cannot always see it.”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar returns the old man’s smile. “I have a gift for you, my new friend. This is a book of Ishlokian prayer. I have kept it with me since I came into this life. I hope you find it as precious as I have found it instructional.”</p><p></p><p>“I am honored.” The Light of the Morning places the book on a side-table, and clasps his hands. “Elgin has told me that you intend to put to rest this disturbance in the dwarven Delve. Kor’En Eamor is a sad place, terribly sad. It needs the dawn, for therein walks a dead god. Mark me carefully, outworlder. She is entropy given purpose, and she has brought the multiverse’s worst to her bosom, to suckle on dust and suffering.” </p><p></p><p>Thelbar pauses, his hand caressing the folds of his cloak. “Whatever troubles the Delve, it must be given rest, else these dwarves will never settle their feud. Cormyr is caught between the hammer and the anvil—war with these dwarves is a madman’s dance, and Sembia pipes the tune.”</p><p></p><p>The elderly priest motions out the window, gesturing toward the Royal Keep. “Regent Alusair is one of Lathander’s children, as is Caledni, her closest advisor. I know the character of their hearts, but I cannot say that either of them will agree with your intentions—temporal borders are not often drawn along religious lines.” </p><p></p><p>“I will speak with them, revered one, perhaps I can persuade them.”</p><p></p><p>“I do not think it likely. Very little persuades the Steel Regent when she believes in her cause. ”</p><p></p><p>Thelbar nods. “It is said, ‘Sages are impoverished, and the world of men is bought and sold by fools’. But Ishlok teaches us that the mortals struggle most fiercely against the inevitable. They will be back, and in time, they will grow wise.”</p><p></p><p>The old man places his hands on Thelbar’s shoulders. “You are well-loved by your mother goddess, and she favors you with insight. I have been visited by shadows of your former self, and I must say that you have come a long way; my congratulations to you. I am pleased to consider that our faith has allies such as yourself. Be well, Thelbar Tar-Ilou, and may you walk always in the dawn light.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="(contact), post: 847780, member: 41"] [b]70—Dawn.[/b] The brothers sleep deeply, and dream of sunrise, childbirth and laughter. All too early, the dawn breaks, and with the first light, the temple to Lathander becomes fully active. “Hey Thel,” Taran mumbles as he turns over. “We were at home, but old, and Nathè was smiling at me.” “That was only a dream, brother. Go back to sleep.” Thelbar dresses, and leaves his room, finding an attendant priest waiting to take him to his morning audience. “This is quite an honor, revered sir,” the priest tells him as they bustle through the temple’s halls, a host of servants, priests and worshippers making way for the duo. “The Light of the Morning does not receive outsiders. Lathander occupies his full attention.” Thelbar is led to Elgin, who takes him to a chamber at the top of a tower. Inside the room, a small, withered man is tending a box of flowers, lovingly stroking their petals, and sprinkling water among their roots. Elgin bows deeply. “Light of the Morning, I have brought Thelbar Tar-Ilou, as you requested.” He leaves the room, closing the door behind him. The small man turns to Thelbar, and smiles kindly. He is plane-touched, the light of dawn suffuses his being. Despite his size, he seems to fill the room; gazing at his face, Thelbar has the sensation that nothing else of any substance is present. It is a pleasant sensation, warm and secure. “Elgin has told me much of what you have discussed,” the old man beigns, “and the Morning Lord has enlightened me as well. Be at peace, and share your friendship. You are among allies now.” Thelbar smiles, but does not reply. “This is a new dawn for Faerun. As with all beginnings there much uncertainty. I see great storms, terrible storms.” The frail priest smiles as he caresses the leaves of a bright yellow Glorysun. “But where would be without those storms? Look at my flowers; they need rain and they need the winter. I believe we have nothing to fear—Lathander has assured me of this. Of course, there are many others who do not share my outlook.” The Light of the Morning regards Thelbar then, looking into his eyes. “You please the Morninglord, as does your goddess. As you serve Ishlok, so do you serve Lathander.” Thelbar opens and closes his mouth. “Does that surprise you? Good. I love a surprise, myself. Tomorrow, I will make a great announcement, and you are to be the very first to hear it: Lathander has joined the [i]pasoun[/i]. The faithful of Lathander will be given a new doctrine. We embrace this great freedom, and the blessings of the Morninglord will follow you throughout your many lives.” Thelbar pauses for a moment. “There is talk of a Godswar. Do you believe this will come to pass?” “The misguided will see hate, young soul. They mistake a gift for an insult, and no wisdom of mine will turn them from their course. The old friendships will wash away, and the unfaithful will turn from the morning light. Borders will be reshaped, and kingdoms will fall. Until now, we have been blessed to have some cooperation between the good faiths. The gods have agreed to this . . .” “Because they are enslaved to us, as we are to them,” Thelbar interrupts. “Lathander is neither slave nor master. The souls of his faithful have been cast into the [i]pasoun[/i], and may choose him or not, as they see fit.” “And how has your god fared?” The Light of the Morning smiles. “The sun rose today, did it not? The sun shines just as brightly behind a tempest, even if we cannot always see it.” Thelbar returns the old man’s smile. “I have a gift for you, my new friend. This is a book of Ishlokian prayer. I have kept it with me since I came into this life. I hope you find it as precious as I have found it instructional.” “I am honored.” The Light of the Morning places the book on a side-table, and clasps his hands. “Elgin has told me that you intend to put to rest this disturbance in the dwarven Delve. Kor’En Eamor is a sad place, terribly sad. It needs the dawn, for therein walks a dead god. Mark me carefully, outworlder. She is entropy given purpose, and she has brought the multiverse’s worst to her bosom, to suckle on dust and suffering.” Thelbar pauses, his hand caressing the folds of his cloak. “Whatever troubles the Delve, it must be given rest, else these dwarves will never settle their feud. Cormyr is caught between the hammer and the anvil—war with these dwarves is a madman’s dance, and Sembia pipes the tune.” The elderly priest motions out the window, gesturing toward the Royal Keep. “Regent Alusair is one of Lathander’s children, as is Caledni, her closest advisor. I know the character of their hearts, but I cannot say that either of them will agree with your intentions—temporal borders are not often drawn along religious lines.” “I will speak with them, revered one, perhaps I can persuade them.” “I do not think it likely. Very little persuades the Steel Regent when she believes in her cause. ” Thelbar nods. “It is said, ‘Sages are impoverished, and the world of men is bought and sold by fools’. But Ishlok teaches us that the mortals struggle most fiercely against the inevitable. They will be back, and in time, they will grow wise.” The old man places his hands on Thelbar’s shoulders. “You are well-loved by your mother goddess, and she favors you with insight. I have been visited by shadows of your former self, and I must say that you have come a long way; my congratulations to you. I am pleased to consider that our faith has allies such as yourself. Be well, Thelbar Tar-Ilou, and may you walk always in the dawn light.” [/QUOTE]
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