Theme: A vow to the fallen. "Father," she whispered. "I will spend the life I owe to you to avenge this black act." Thya knew that her position now was perilous. As a rare female Paladin and not fully trained, she better than anyone knew her own weaknesses. How many of her father's remaining living friends would turn on her now without his quiet, stern (and, only to her, kind) strength to hold the alliance together? Without it's leader, was the flame of the Hope of the East that had taken so dauntingly long to kindle, so quickly extinguished? http://www.mernac.com/modules/mernac/story.php?id=532&aid=746