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Chapter 3

He found an outpost of saurians who could also see as he does. They urged him
to be thankful for the gift of sight and knowledge that he had been given.
Most do not receive it so suddenly. Now, he could choose to embrace Sra,
rather than merely accept it for his ignorance of Weh.

But Iskrith could not embrace Sra. Sra did not embrace him. Sra exists only
because of Weh. Sra exists to create Weh. Sra is the ungrateful beneficiary of
the pain of this transition. It is Weh that brings numbness and stillness and
peace.

Iskrith resolved to show them Weh until they can see it, and see him.

Serpents and vines continued to haunt his nightmares, even as he traveled to a
nearby city built of cold blocks neither Sra nor Weh.

There, the strange, warm-blooded people draped themselves in Weh. They wove
clothing from plants in Weh. From beasts in Weh, they crafted boots and armor.

Iskrith did not know the common tongue. Thankfully, he was not the first
saurian to reach Galadon, so his wild gesticulations and repetition of the
word "Weh" was not totally lost on the city's denizens. Guards first directed
him to the graveyard, and then, hesitantly, to the necromancer's guild.

When he arrived there, he knew he was in the right place. For here, he knew,
he would deepen his understanding of Weh. He began to study, using
diagram-filled anatomy books to begin learning to read, and observing
interactions in the streets to learn the common tongue.

Before long, he had seen and done and heard things that he never could have
imagined in his old life. The serpents and vines and gasping, rattling elf -
that hideous mass of Sra in transition - still crept into his mind from time
to time. Sra is a monstrous and cruel thing.

And so it was with great surprise that Iskrith learned of the fear and
loathing directed at his field of study, Weh. How could this world, with Weh
used and displayed by everyone, everywhere, see Iskrith as a monster?