Rising Sun Valley lorewatch

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there was indeed more, a vast sum more. his eyes said it as much, stark hurt standing open for a moment. but he had found trust in kirain; if ever the moment came for him to utter pained syllables, he knew it could be to her ear.
in truth, he knew not where to begin. with golden fire? with the madness?
no one deserved to see lestan again in such pathetic agonies. he thought of those who had tended him up the seacoast and blanched a little beneath his fur.
kirain meant to wander, to wait, a self-imposed paladin. or maybe druid. lestan found he did not care for the idea, but was helpless to decide decisively that he would leave swiftcurrent. he could not come and go; he must decide.
"we could tr-travel together a bit. they are indeed w-wild, but i went f-far enough to find crueler men in the t-taiga." he considered. "s-suppose we went to the flatlands? if he's not in the v-valley or on h-his mountain, we should s-search other regions."