Lady Fondin gently guides us down the path that leads to their holy dimensional portal into the realm of reserved soul energy, but has clearly forgotten about the collapsed tunnel. If there was ever a task suited for this company.
Interesting, Sioban notices this collapse was done by the inversion of the magic that allows me to shape the earth. Clearing the path, none other than the first Lord Carl Aegis, an outstanding feat. He charges us with bringing our race back to the forefront, and hands us 5 Rings of the Jarls of admantine, to signify the leading the families of the Tor. One must be selected to rule, of these ring bearer's though it must not be of the Aegis bloodline, seeming insight gained from prophecy.
We climb out from the rubble and make our way to the parade ground, a ring of the Jarl blessing my hand. It seems this is to be a test of athleticism, what a bother... I ran pretty far, but got exhausted and fell behind, bloody, and muddy, what a disgusting practice.
***Short Rest***