I sit in Oren’s castle library surrounded by magnificent rows of books. There’s floor after floor of ancient tomes, kingdom records and glimpses of history. I could spend a year here, but I know that I must not. For whatever purpose the Creator God sent me on this mission I must be moving forward. There is more to be discovered! ::I’m beginning to wonder if I have been called to be a messenger. Surely far be it from me for such an important mission, for who would be MY audience? The elves wouldn’t heed my word, and men seem disinterested in the sayings of an elf, now that they have the ascended walking among them. The orcs seem ready to fight, for what cause they couldn’t care less, and I haven’t met the acquaintance of many dwarves, but as I understand it they aren’t on the friendliest of terms with us ‘tall ears’. Still, there is a bigger picture in all this, I just cannot fathom it.