[h2][center][u][b][color=0076a3]Léon Reverdin[/color][/b][/u][/center][/h2]

[color=0076a3]"I am not exactly the artistic type, but I can handle marking our path,"[/color] Léon replied to Tristam.  [color=0076a3]"Just let me know which direction you want us to go and I shall apply a trail mark."[/color]

He himself wasn't much use in this situation, and was able to discern very little from his observations.  No obvious path, no sign of animals, just trees and more trees.  There was also another matter on his mind- the circumstances of the monastary's rediscovery.  To his knowledge, this ruin's location had remained lost and undiscovered for thousands of years.  Was there a reason it had taken so long for someone to stumble across it?  Was this region of woodland somehow unexplored, or was it avoided?  Perhaps it was simply overlooked- after all, after several thousands years in this forest, Léon didn't expect to find anything more than a few crumbling remains of stone walls jutting out the ground from a foundation buried beneath millennia worth of pine forest detritus.

[color=0076a3][i]I wonder if there will be anything that remain of Elionne's shrine in a few thousands years.  Will the works of today survive as long as the works of yesterday?[/i][/color]

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