[He had been quiet for a while busy with work and the guild. However that nightmare put everything he was progressing on, slow to a standstill. It was something he hadn't dealt on in awhile. It wasn't the sort of thing he could put behind himself at the moment though.]

...What would you do, if you were forced to start over from to a certain point in your life? [He questioned softly,his voice oddly devoid of emotion.]

What if you had to watch everything you've done and all those you've met fade away like smoke? Would you able to live knowing that everything you have ever known is gone and it may never come back?

[He stops after that last question, turning towards his window and gazing up at the sky. ]

 [In the park there is a tree, and in that tree there now sits a small boy, tucked in the cradle of the thickest branch that is highest up before the boughs become too thin to hold his weight. Wrapped up in the folds of his cloak and settled in with a book, a pair of crudely made stuffed birds, and a small pouch of sweets, it is clear he is prepared for a long stay.] 

The elders of my people taught us of magic and of power... [He fiddles a bit with the paper crown stitched to one of the birds] taught us about what good and what evil power might bring.  

But it was my father did teach me that no power is more important than the love that keeps us together.... [A small hand reaches for the necklace around his neck and tugs it off with care, and with the same care he wraps it around the two toy birds] ...the love that binds us.

[He then settles the two in a fold of his green cloak before addressing his bracelet directly.]

I'll not come down until one among you shows you know this.