Evelyn Firstdawn

It was Valeria who turned my father into the Dark. I had always cherished the hope that something could bring him back… but now must acknowledge its futility.

I am not only a daughter of Nicklaus, but a descendant of the Priestesses of the Light and, like my mother, entrusted with a sacred obligation to protect our land. My father’s quest for revenge will never be satisfied until Aurelica lies in ruins. I still love my father even as I condemn his actions. I do not want to fight my father, but this is the cup that has been given to me – and a fight is all but inevitable.

Yolanda once told me it is better to store up strength to fight against the Dark One than to expend it to bring a soul back from his grip, but now I find myself unable to do either. I can feel the Darkness has snaked its way inside of me somehow. The connection I have to the Sacred Light through my mother is still inside, and yet when I try to commune with it I find it escapes my grasp. What is happening to me?

Yolanda has asked me to find an heirloom left to me by my mother – it is not just token of her love, but a tool that can help me channel my connection to the Light. Lasir’s crown tells me who I ought to be, the banners on the Holy King’s Isle tell me in what I should put my trust; the great longsword of Crisas what courage means; and the golden armor of the Dwarven Kings what it means to protect others.

I could not have awakened my inner Light without the support of my loyal friends, who gave me wings at my back. It is time to raise our swords against the Dark One! Onward!