The path at the end of the world

Though specific memories from her past were still blank, Ballad felt more confident in her spiritual recovery. She had drawn near to Tor, and Tor drew more near to her. She took up her rituals once more, and felt fulfilled in them. She mourned for the memories that had not returned, but felt whole with her connection to her goddess restored. Her body was not as far along. The volcano eruption brought out a fear in her that she didn’t know was lurking. Her life was threatened and as they fled the girl stumbled.

With a cry Ballad hit the ground. She lost sight of Eris and the man, Oxide as they didn’t see her fall. Lament was there in a moment's thought and she thanked Tor for him once again. Kindle took up her other side and together they made the grueling journey towards Auster. Ballad would have liked to beg for Eris and her assistance by the time they stopped to make camp. Her ankle was swollen three times its normal size and she felt nauseous as she was lowered to the ground. Hopefully their services wouldn’t be called upon before she healed.

Ballad knew her brother and cousin had saved her, she wouldn’t have been able to escape the volcano’s wrath without them.