With the skull complete, Summer-Knights name grows stronger with it present. Summer was the first Season to reach mortality, and now his journey through their world ends with a mortals inevitable fate - in the arms of their loving Soul Keeper.

Life is never without its bargains, and The Gods are the most skilled of artisans. Velocity, however, does not busy himself with such unless the reason outweighs his own purpose. A doe can plead and offer sacrifice as much as it wants for the health of their child, but she will be ignored. Without condoning, favouring, or accepting, he will understand this: if it is to rain, it will rain. If a seed should fall from the tree above into his fathoms, it shall fall, and he shall cradle it.

Respect. That is what life has for him. An acceptance that he is the very end of the line, and he will welcome you. His deal - arrangement - with the forest to secure Summer had always been false, a façade to only build the bigger picture. Velocity always has a part to play when it comes to the end. And I suppose you will all now wonder...

"In the silence of unknown company, I see my history in their faces. They are the curiosities I choose to stand beside, because I can and always will; they are my beginnings purest thoughts. It is working, my quiet continental drift where wolves have no business.

There is a corner of my mind where I know what must be done. I must embark on a journey I have strived to avoid all this time, not knowing that in the end, it is the only card I have against them. The only card to win. Yet, I do not know how to play it. Perhaps in time, someone else will."



"I will deliver as promised, Summer. But it seems Iaurdagnire may already know what is to be done in the end, but how to do it? How to do it... tk-tk... how... Yes, what a conundrum it is. How to coax the wolf from his hiding place... being a hunter cannot work. But what about being the prey?

After all, Iaurdagnire is Spring's investment in what he wants. A stand still and an eventual catastrophic end as long as he affixes himself deep into a place unknown that not even the Gods can touch. Eternal stand still while the world moves around and into him, unaware. So then, forest, who will be the one to enforce the rules? Who will be the Jack drawn from the deck to serve him?

Come now, do you not see!

If he falls victim to some... misfortune, shall we say...
He is in Spring's jurisdiction.
What have you spent these years helping him avoid? Hmn-hn, you all know the rules. The Spirit governing must come forth to collect the servant upon his death, as are his orders from the beginning.

Iaurdagnire is Spring's investment.
Spring's hand must be forced from hiding so that the cycle can continue, so that Autumn can finally take her place and move life along...

The investment's life must be threatened.

He must die.

I warned that dark places must be searched in order to carry out what must be the end. Intellect will say no, you mustn't murder a friend... a brother, a father. However, wisdom will tell you otherwise, and show you that your dear old Dag has been running away from his place in this world long enough. Wisdom will tell you there is, in fact, a balance in what surrounds you.

And that Iaurdagnire's death, is it."

















The Beginning of The End

It is very easy to attack and kill an enemy for wrong-doing, but how easy is it to kill... Iaurdagnire? Especially when he himself knows that one of you must do it? After two years of doing community events, this is the first, and last time I feel that I need to make a personal choice about how this is to be done, and contact people privately whom I think have characters who have the mental resolve to be involved, if willing. When I am finished with planning what is to come after this, this plot will continue. But for the time being, please feel free to comment here or ask questions.

In the meantime, Dag will be in forest as usual.