Introspective Babble

Lam,

I have returned home and united our grandfather's grave with the fruits of my quest.

As children under our grandfather's guidance, I had always assumed you the wiser and more able one to grasp his teachings of the Way, the will of the gods and the traditions of our ancestors. You always had much to say and an insightful opinion about every mote of knowledge delivered to us. I know that you were the more intelligent and eloquent between us, but that same intellect which served you well as a student now binds you to the chimera of your own ideas.

I have not left the Auren, for I just as well as leave my tribe or the blood that runs in my veins.

I have veiled nothing, least of all condescension.

Lucium