Yervok isolated himself in his portion of the cave. There he wept and screamed. Igniting on fire and scorching the walls. Soon he passed out. In the morning he found Turk dressed in his Erie black standing over him. Tirj looked down at Yervok, "kereth has forgotten." Yervok jumped to his feet. A worried look in his eye, "what?"
Tirj looked around as if covering something, "kereth has forgotten, some wish to rebel again. To create another disaster that lowers all respect and shows who the monsters truely are. We cannot let this happen again. We are leaving for kereth today." Yervok stood speechless, "do they not see?" Tirj shook his head, "they do not see." Tirj left. And the entire time hidden in the shadows of the cave stood the man in grey. Listening silently. He soon vanished.
Yervok ran out ofthe cave and caught up to Turk, "how are we going to make them see again?" Tirj kept walking ahead not looking at Yervok but spoke nonetheless, "easy, we will take down the leaders who have created this horde of the blind. Then to set up a permenant assurance of sight we shall make sure the monarchy of kereth remembers forever." Yervok was confused on the last part, "how are we going to do that?" Tirj shook his head, "don't worry about it. You'll see eventually." The grey man stood in the distance. A Man wearing a black cloak as dark as night and a hood that hid a handsome face stood next to him, the grey man turned the the darker one, "hopefully.." The dark one just nodded then turned around. The two walked away.
Kereth was in the distance as Yervok and Tirj walked along a dusty old road that cut through a vast grassland. Not a cloud hung in the blue sky as the sun gently beat down along with the wispy gentle wind. The walls to kereth were as big as they used to be if not bigger. Surprisingly the city shone almost as it used to but a sense of wrong. A sense of restlessness blotted out any sense of relation for Yervok. The two were almost at the tall wooden gates now.
The two stopped at the gates. They seemed out of place with the peaceful landscape to their backs. Yervok pulled back his crimson hood on his cloak as dis Tirj with his black. A guard stared down at them "what is your business in kereth?" Tirj looked at Yervok, "we are here to find fortune in the capital." The fairs snickered, "good luck with that." With that the gates opened.