Arrow Lake Laam

Reyson would have never bared his soul in such a way before. And even now, it felt a bit like sandpaper to do so, but he also knew that he had to let it out somehow, and he had no other outlet. Wouldn't others have wanted to die given what he had gone through, perhaps he should have ended it, instead of worrying that Renaud would be disappointed in him, and Rook and Amity, but he hadn't.

Reyson offered a crooked smile, uplift of one side of his maw and shook his head. Not anymore little healer. Perhaps I will again someday. For now i just want peace.