Role

Chapter 10

It has been nearly a year now since the Planeswalker sent Andanu a vision
on my behalf, explaining the truth of the events that led to our freedom.
I have heard nothing. The silence is deafening, but I still hold out hope
that she is well, somewhere, and simply needs more time to process this
new information. After all, for the majority of her life she has thought
me to be the worst type of traitor.

In the mean time, I've also begun to wonder whether I should take a second
name. The majority of those with whom I serve in the Fortress seem to
bear some familial name, but I have none. As a slave I was called only
'Ageryn', and I know next to nothing about my mother, much less my father.
It would seem, then, that if I am to bear a second name, it must be one of
my own choosing, or given to me by another. Perhaps something meaningful
could be found in the Lyceum...