[center][h2][color=7ea7d8][i]Altim[/i][/color][/h2]
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	Altim smiled at the remark. Aye, he was blessed by Faerthus, but the father had no knowledge of that. The legend thought to himself and wondered if he should tell the man the truth. Altim listened while the man described all the details of his plans for the theft, and he felt in his heart the moral obligation to intervene. Altim reasoned that although the plan made easy ground to reobtain his equipment, the plan was not righteous or wise. A crack in the father's facade showed the error in his ways, and Altim desired to reconcile that vice. [color=7ea7d8]"The gods have been slain,"[/color] Altim said. [color=7ea7d8]"The flame has died because the gods have."[/color] The truth was painful and hurt to say, but he had to come to terms with it. His old quest of myth and legend was over, and the new quest to restore order and protect mankind had begun. [color=7ea7d8]"But even in the absence of the gods, do not lose hope, and do not lose sight of what is righteous and good."[/color] Altim pointed at the door. [color=7ea7d8]"For the sake of your family, do what is right. You do not want your boy to follow the path of a thief. Greed and opulence is for fools. If you choose to tread that evil path built by mankind, you will never come back. I won't help you in the deed, for Faerthus has blessed me."[/color] He tipped his head and mumbled in Cynderian again as he had with the priest. The mark of wisdom, a tree surrounded by rays of light, burned itself into the ground between Altim and the man. With that, Altim turned his back on the man and started in the direction of the temple.