The Hour Of Coming Home

[Iyyiushi]

The night before, Revna sat in the Vanir Temple chanting the Seer's Song. In the brisk dead of night, she exited the temple and called on Tarlok. This was written inside her Fairbanks home by early morning.

Upon receiving needed inspiration, the gods - the ancestors, whoever it was that spoke to me. I am left with the choice; I cannot deny I am Urlan. This phase of my life was forged in blood and soot, three years of trying to come to terms with who I am, and I cannot honestly say that I have discovered this answer - but I know what I am not; my soul does not belong to Jorrhildr neither does it belong to the origin of my Oorl. - My body is a vessel for the Old Gods to guide; my fire burns for my people. It is within these early hours that I shed myself of disillusion. I am no Artok. I do not fight to preserve a foreign culture; thus, it is left in the hands of one born to it as he lays claim to a frost-throne of bone and pelts. Instead, I will see any Urlan seeking rights under the Empire and Rightful Faith. I will honor my duties as a Valldal Faitharm.

Glory To The Empire,
Revna Hjortsund,
Lady-Protector Reliquary-Valldal

Until The Halls Take Me.

@HeyoBiggums

- Revna is no longer the leader or a member of The Regalian Throng
- Tarlok is now Artok.
- I was dipping into too many things and made a difficult situation with Revna, and I must focus on her design points.