Hopes and Fears

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own ”Perhaps,” Ludo intoned as Jigano gave his reasons and his considerations - and though there would be time, in the future, to speak with Kiada and learn the fate of the soul caught by the LongNight monsters, its focus remained primarily on the ones that Jigano had succeeded in recovering. Indeed, with a flick of its rags across the lantern face, the chamber opened and the air swarmed with tiny baubles of light. Drifting up, the souls a flutter all around it, Ludo regarded the shepherd below. “No,” it said, quietly and with an air of finality. “It has never been done. To my knowledge it is impossible - natural life cannot be returned to those who have forsaken it.” Sad, but true, as far as Ludo was concerned. “I have been asked about the retrieval of Ascended souls once before, by the daughter of death. Safrin, too, has her machinations in play for such things. I suggest you learn more from them, for I cannot go where they are kept. I cannot enter the Spire.”