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Chapter 16

The Captain asked of me something I'd never heard of, let alone dreamed
of being possible. Captain Neltouda would have me be the vessel of her
Spirit. To be sure, it is a great honor, but the request dumbfounded me
to no end. I'd no idea if she meant to have me join her in Immortality to
reign over the Spirit itself, or if she merely meant for me to carry out
the presence of her Spirit to the Mortals of Thera. Truly a thing of
wonder. Naturally, I did not feel worthy of the honor she would have
granted me.

Yet, the more I think of my path ahead. Of my determination on my path.
Of the ways in which I have sought to improve the lives of others and be
an inspiration... I am slowly beginning to understand why she asked it of
me. On my path, I had already taken a vow against the use of magic within
the guild, forsaken the guild of Necromancy entirely, acted as a Watchman
for the Fortress, and so much more... But I did not limit myself to those
things. I would take my path further by pledging myself to become an
Acolyte worthy of the Golden Sun when my own Spirit is brought into the
Light. I would learn and hope to master the Healers arts, just as my
mother before me. I would be a beacon not only to my friends and the
Fortress... But to -all- of Thera. It is not glory or recognition in
history that I seek. Merely to dedicate my life to mending the wounds of
both the Body and Spirit.

It is a firm belief of mine that the only limits one has are what one
places upon themselves. As long as one adheres to the will of their
Spirit, they have no limits to what they can accomplish. Having others
believe in you is certainly a good thing, but it does not compare to
being confident in your own Spirit. A dual strength, if you will. Drawn
from your friends and family to dream, and believing in yourself to
achieve it. So long as one adheres to the will of ones own Spirit, one
has a true guide. So long as one believes in the Spirit, and acts
according to their Spirit's will, one cannot do wrong by themselves
unless they were to defy the will of their Spirit.

I'd also found a piece of poetry when Captain Neltouda had taken me to
the Altar of All Light. A beautiful piece that I would pray to bring to
the Fortress. Words long removed from mortal lands, brought to the place
they would do the most to inspire.

One For All, So None Shall Fall,
Together Forever, and Never to Sever!
Sisters and Brothers, Fathers and Mothers,
A Family One, Abandoned Are None!
All Need Shall Flee, Steadfast Are We,
Our Work Unabated, A Surplus Created!
United in Gain, and Allied in Pain,
Our Order To Guide Us, May Light Yet Abide Us.