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Priestess Halei met Shalen outside of the Room of the Lost.
Shalen, he really is gone. Our friend Jayden had passed on. He wrote me a note in the event he should die before you. Please follow me.

He did Shalen. He told that if he were to perish in battle, that you to gain his collection of weapons, and his journal of thoughts. He often confessed a lot of things to me, and I wrote them down in a book, as per his request. After a few days, I will give you everything he has asked for me to give you.

A meeting was called in the Temple of Chaos. All the warriors and mages alike were gathered in the war room, and Priestess Nilti sat upon her throne of thorns, looking very disgruntled.
As you all know, Kyrit has been lost by the Order's hand. His innocent blood was spilled, and because of such an act I am calling a war. My son did not deserve to die, and he has at Priestess Halei's hand! This act of war will not be tolerated. After a few days of grieving, I will appoint Gray a head in military training and grouping. He will be in charge of leading the attack on the Temple of Order, and we will take the priestess as a hostage. After which, we shall sacrifice her to our Prophet, and the age of Chaos will be at hand!
The crowd rallied and started to chant Gray's name.
For those who dont know, Gray slain Jayden down to nothing with his very own sword. At the lost of my son, I couldn't acknowledge that properly, but the promotion of a head militant with such little time in Chaos should make up for my neglegence.
Such recognition gave Gray a warming sense of darkness over his body.

I wish for you to fight in Jayden's name. We all will under the Order's creed. All I want you to do is fight in the name of the Order, and never second guess your actions. This is indeed a dark time for us all Shalen, but we need to remain strong and ask the Prophet for guidence. He will shine his light of Strength and we will carry on.
Priestess Halei went into her chambers, and returned with an envelope. It was marked to Shalen in gold.
This is Jayden's note to you. Go to your room and read it, for he wanted your eyes only to read its content.

Dearest Shalen,
I dont know how else to explain these emotions that have come over me, but when you are around all the problems of the world vanish. Nothing else matters in my world except for you. If you are reading this, that means I have passed on, and for that I apologise for not being strong enough to protect you. I have a gift Shalen, I want you to look under my bunk. There should be a trap door there. Inside is a weapon for you. Only you can weild this bow, and the arrows are purely based on the light inside of you. The stronger the light, the stronger the arrows become. I am truely sorry that I wont be able to act upon my emotions for you now that I am dead, but at least I can help you win the fight over Chaos.
Be strong Shalen. Just because I am no longer of the material world, it does not mean that I have left your side. I will always be with you Shalen, in life, and in death.
Jayden

The weapon as pure gold, and as soon as Shalen laid her hands on the line of the bow appeared, shimmering like fairy dust. A few moments after that, a knock was heard outside of her door.
"Ms Shalen, I request assistance."

The person at the door was a young teenage girl, not much older than 17. Her hair was white and her eyes blue. The feeling of peace and order resonated from her strongly.
"Ms Shalen, my parents own a shop not to far away from here, and Chaos members have been, as of late, ransacking the place. I asked the priestess who would be best suited for defense, and she recommended you. I can not fight, due to my ability as a cleric here. Please, save my parents shop from those chaotic members."

The girl shook her head
"Not yet, but they will once dusk begins. Please hurry Ms Shalen!"
She told her the directions to get there, With Shalen's athletic ability, it would take her maybe ten minutes to get there.

After about five or so minutes, Shalen reached a the shop. It was an old shop, and time definately hasnt treated this building well. An elderly couple lay within, looking very frightened as the sun began to set.
"Are you....from the Temple of Order stranger?" asked the elderly man.