With Poised Arrow recuperating, I took the opportunity to check in once more with Frode. I updated him on our most recent face-off with Decima, careful not to arouse suspicions about Waiting Sorrow. I think I navigated the interaction well enough to keep the reveal of Waiting Sorrow's true identity in my pocket. For now, at least. However, before returning to the field, Frode dropped his voice and suggested that I take a peek at a book he left for me upstairs. I found his demeanor...curious. Perhaps he's trying to nudge me in the right direction? Much to my surprise, the journal revealed that Isgarren broke seer rules to ascend Waiting Sorrow to the Wizard's Court. But the greatest shock came in the form of another confession: The legendary missing Voice, the very one whose tribe the present-day lowlanders are descended from, is in fact...Waiting Sorrow. My mind is ablaze with countless questions: Why return to the lowlanders now, after all this time? How will Stoic Alder and Poised Arrow react? How old IS she? I paid Alder and Poky a visit soon after, with my original intent of checking on the kid. Though my mind was swimming, I kept as collected as possible. Their family has more than enough on their plate, and, as I've said before, this situation is Waiting Sorrow's to address. Although, the more I learn, the more suspicious I am of her... Alder was not pleased to see me, to say the least. While I've long accepted that my lifestyle comes with a certain amount of...risk, I can hardly blame a father concerned for his son's well-being. I must say, Poky's resolve to take responsibility impressed me. He also de-escalated the situation rather smoothly—I imagine he's had practice getting his father to come around. And his help was certainly appreciated. For now, I hope to make amends with Alder, in part by aiding some restorative efforts. Oddly enough, Alder's frustration served as a perfect distraction from Waiting Sorrow. Like Poky's approach, perhaps time out in the wilds will help me get my thoughts in order. Some space to reflect on everything that's happened is probably best for me, and for all of us. ***