Dohri,

Ithyssraya was always so proud of Dohri. In her eyes, Dohri was the pinnacle of what an Acolyte should be. If Ithyssraya was cold and distant and Valarien was fiery and passionate... well, Dohri was the needle that threaded the space between them. You always had a way of talking to people and just -being there- when and where it counted. You made everyone in the Fortress feel seen, and that's no easy feat for any Acolyte. You deserved the mantle of leadership each and every day, and you continued to earn it for all of those hours you put in.

As for Kytria:

What is there to say about the sun itself? If a sunbeam falls onto Thera with dreams of a world that will never come to pass, there are questions to be answered. Do you smother that sunbeam to save it from the pains of the world? Do you protect it from that which would dim its beautiful light? Or do you simply let it be and pray that the radiance it exudes is enough to keep it whole?

These were the questions Kytria always asked about Dohri. She was too much of an Acolyte for a priestess of Rahsael. Kytria wanted to shake Dohri sometimes and ask: "How can you not see the world for what it is?" On other days, Kytria wanted to be more like Dohri and feel that very same compassion and love for the world. In the end, Kytria was herself and she could not help but try and teach the lessons she did. She wanted to protect Dohri, but knew that Loss was inevitable, especially for one so selfless. How do you protect a martyr? She was made better by Dohri, but not even the sun could outshine the demons lurking in Kytria's past.

Thank you for all the wonderful, sentimental moments and the notes that kept me logging in even when I didn't see much of a reason to keep going. Dohri was the one person Kytria loved even when I sweared up and down that Kytria would never love anyone.

Your rp was exceptional and it had impacts within the Fortress and far beyond. GLWYN. (And there better be a next!)