We've got one wizard left to find: Isgarren, a being of fable. Even I'd heard the rumors. The hamlet of Garenhoff worshipped him, without even realizing who or what he was. But, as I now know, everything that the people of that small town imagined of him and his tower were convenient illusions. Isgarren isn't some fatherly wizard that protects their special little town. His concerns are global. And he's...complicated. I've yet to meet him for myself, but I have a lot of questions ready for when I finally do. I regrouped with the Astral Ward, and the mood was still solemn following Mabon's death. Frode is encouraging us to push onward, despite everyone's desperate need to mourn. I'm especially worried about Zojja. Though I only caught a glimpse into her life up here, I can tell that Mabon was a big part of it. I didn't know him well, so the best thing I can do to honor his memory is trudge forward. But before we embark, I need to check on my friend. ***