Sylvester Archipelago

And Kaeldrim, after disinfecting the wound (if he had anything to do it with), sat in his cabin and thoughtfully turned the medallion of Tasariel in his hands. Lately, more events had happened to him than in most of his life. Was he doing the right thing? No, it was obvious. But the elf also realized something else: in just a few days, he had lost both his family and his love. He was not meant to serve in the Haven, just as he was not meant to be with Tasariel. But something wouldn't let Kaeldrim rest. What if he was wrong? "If I survive this mission, I will change my path and choose another. I will choose a path where there will be neither the Haven nor Tasariel. And if I am destined to die, then there is no point in it." - the elf decided.