[Rylkan]

-As you continue your search of the libraries contents, you find hidden amongst the books a small tattered journal. The kind that was used as a place scholars, and those who wished to record their lives, would carry around with them. Taking it to a place where you can get comfortable, you begin to open the book, which looks to have been closed and unused for many a long century. The majority of the text is a mystery to you, written in such complex Old Euphracian that it is beyond hope for you to decipher beyond a few words that the scholars of this world have deciphered. The only words you can recognize are the words of light, dark, and magic. Your only clues to the script lie in the pictures that seemed to accompanied this patient hand's words. The picture of two men, one containing the word Euleron on his person, the second, Kardor. Approaching them, a person, a person with the word of Ter'dahl" written shakily on it's surface, almost as if it had cost the scribe a precious amount to write this word. Unable to figure out the text anymore, you put it off to the side for now, planning to come back to it when you may be able to decipher more of this ancient tale. However, one thing that cannot seem to leave you mind is the oddness of the drawing that came with the text. What could be so powerful as to make both light and dark stand together, in seeming fear none the less.

Perhaps this is a better question left unanswered for now, you think, as you silently walk away from the journal in contemplation.-