Role

Chapter 6

This is not what I wanted, not for myself, not for my Heralds.
Because of the Ill Omen, Celenai has more or less been marked for
death by Inn patrons whose familes he tore apart. He is striking us
precisely where it will hurt the most. The last thing I want is to
appear unsympathetic to what these people have lost, but I worry they,
and we, will lose even more if Beroxxus is not put in check.

Ryasyn, I fear, is losing sight of his reasons for being a Herald. He
has already lost faith in the capabilities of the Fortress to do
anything useful, and sometimes I find myself wondering if they don't
pick their battles all too selectively. But we are Heralds, not the
Fortress, and as Ryasyn said, we'd like the world to be beautiful, even
if it isn't. I have had enough time to recover my defiance. I simply
wish Ryasyn could find his.

Who is this mysterious sky pilot? Could she be a goddess? Her
presence affects the weather, this much we know, but she is almost too
elusive. I do not think she could be bad, but I feel she is seeking a
happier bunch than we three Heralds have managed to be. I know the
Monarch or mirage, my ever-watchful mystery, is with me, and I am
trying to forget my pain, to remember my song, but I cannot force
Ryasyn to unite with me in a cheerful endeavor while people, people who
remind him of his family, are being murdered. Can this Lady Captain
help us? Does she perhaps hunt after the Ill Omen? That remains to be
seen, we have to speak to her first, and it seems the best way to do
that is to remain true to our cause. I know Lady Iunna is with us.
Beroxxus has already earned her enmity for what he did to me...and
other Heralds in the past, it seems. I hope we have another ally in
the Lady Captain.