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"The true name, bestowed to me at the beginning of the realms by lord Ao, is imply Storm Vhirahn. in the realms it is something that can allow others to control you, or allow you to achieve your true destiny." He stopped then sighing at the recollection of his lost homeland, then looked back. I would be honored if you would use my name, Mistress Lorika."
then as he had nothing he could say, he asked, "is there anything you would wish of me at this time?"

"I am obligated to do what I feel is right. I must.. Atone and fight my sins, and devotion to you will help me. My involvement in what you wish of me will keep me from myself... and my heritage." Storm Sighed at that point. How long would he ignore it? How long would he procrastinate in getting back?
"My lady, your cause is just, and my honor would have me serve you, for the sake of goodness. My previous actions, they must be righted.
"I just feel like I owe you and the Order; I feel justified in my decision."

"Well, all planes of existence are within the realms, but one being so polar to the prime material plane would normally have one call the lands I am from simply 'the realms'."
Knowing this would be extremely confusing, he had to be a bit more easy on this.
"Think of it this way. the 'realms' simply describes all planes of existence everywhere, but one from the Realm Toril will simply call Toril 'the realms' due to the domains of peoples on it." Drawing in breath, he thought out the next little bit carefully. "think of Toril to be a serving of a particular food on a dinner plate, full of different other foods. These other foods are the other normal realms of existence, for example this one, and this plate is quite full.
"now imagine this plate, sitting on a tower, or rod, sculpted of many different interlocking and balancing stones, holding up the plate, sitting on two black pieces, equally. One of the black pieces is an extraordinary colorless black, one of ordered evil, the other of chaos, swirling with all the colors but remaining black. these all comprise the lower planes.
"then comes a tower from the center of the plate, screaming high into the heavens, made of almost anything you can find, but you can't really see the top. These are the higher and highest planes. And at the very top (and few know this) there is a structure made of pure divinity, a realm where the lord god Ao presides.
"But it doesn't end here. From there, a strand of rope, or seemingly one, goes higher, into a nexus for the other lord gods of other realms. "
With this lengthy explanation, Storm had to catch his breath, though he smiled while doing so. "Most likely, Gaia is a polar realm to my own, one not in the same pillar, but still connected to the nexus."
storm had spent months studying, well, forced to, in the walled fortress of Candle Keep, a monastery kept over by the priests of Oghma, who was the god of knowledge. they had books on every subject, and if one could sneak either high or low enough, they would find an old tome with words that told of unimaginable things. Knowledge of the other realms did not come lightly to prime (beings of the prime material) and normally, the primes wouldn't even start to comprehend them.
This was the first sign given to Storm that he was more than a Prime....