It seems that I have done bad things this night. It seems I have hurt
and slain one of our own, Thrain, and have shown a horrible side of
myself. I cannot tell you what agony I have been through this night, I
have been a powermonger of my guild, a protector of poor Serena, a man
possessed by greed and of Hallucinations. I cannot say what will happen
yet, but I may only say thank you to Stricken for helping me. He gave me
the power to overcome said voice that I seeming have been shouting
about, long enough to restrict him to my pack, runeladen, and ritually
prepared. We then went and burried said pack far into the ground,
Hopefully not to be seen again. It seems my name has went in the history
books this day. In the Events board I am said to be marked of greed and
of cowardice. I say that what happened at that time can only be
explained by the other queer things that have happened this night,
beetles infesting Shyann and Serene, the Magi Master Crystal whimpering
in pain and attacking myself, Skeletal dragons invading cities and a
Mystical Unicorn running through dark Bloodloch. I say to Terant, In any
other light, I would condemn you for such an act as forcing my hand, but
in the light of what has happened, it is for the best. To Grontur I say
that, while I still do not feel that you should have recieved the wings,
as I was about to hand them to Dekkeret, who I find to be a much more
intelligent and diplomatic fellow, I must ask your forgiveness in what
has happened tonight, for your immolation in the fires of my Holocaustic
fury should not have happened. To Thrain, who has allready forgiven me,
I say you hold your virtues in high standings, and I commend you and I
am in your debt. To the Magi and Shallam, those I hold dear in my heart,
I ask your forgiveness, and hope that you see that when my mind was
clear, I was by Serena every step of the way, and I fought alongside you
all to slay the Demonic Dragon wich plagued both Ashtan and Shallam. I
had offered Tsidas to rid them of their Unicorn if need be, but I was
told that I could not. I can hope for your forgiveness all, and I wish
that you all can trust in me once more, that I am sane again, with no
more voices, and that I can still stay alongside of you.


For the Greatness of the Magi, Shallam, and with the wish of the
forgiveness of all of you,
Belgarion,
The Elemental Axis

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Arios, in the year 55 MA.