Aedus looked in the mirror in his dorm he wasn't the same person he was when he started this journey, when he arrived in the bellow he was a spoiled arrogant elf. Now he was something else, he had lost his eye and his body covered in scars. He wasn't bitter about the wounds he wore they were a badge of honor that Aedus had stood in defense of his school. He didn't falter even after X had plucked his eye from his head. The other being who had been there had lost their leg still the students fought on. They fought on and on till the infected finally got whatever the heck it was that they wanted. Aedus didn't feel like it was so important knowing what he wanted to be when he grew up he took care of familiars and he loved them very much. Aedus found out later that his parents had been killed he regretted taking his mother for grant it. He felt saddened that it had take almost losing Nimah and losing his parents, losing his past appearance to learn that being angry and bitter. Judging others was wrong, the past was the past there was nothing Aedus could, do he couldn't get his eye back, he couldn't remove the scar from his face. He wondered if his relationship with Nimah would survive with all the changed to his life. He nodded to himself in the mirror then turned to pet his familiars getting down on the floor to snuggle with his fur babies.