A Warrior's Redemption (The Warrior Kind)

"Frustrating is it not?"

Surprised I turned away from the inscription on a boulder I had been tracing with my finger. It was the head priest of the chapel. He was a rather enigmatic individual. It was hard to read what went on behind his intelligent eyes, but I liked him all the same.

"Good morning John." I said.

The priest smiled and said, "Good morning to you too Master Ta'lont. Sorry to break your meditation of the scriptures, but I could not but help notice the troubled look on your face. I guessed that it had to do with the fragmentation of the scriptures left to us."

"You are right of course. Do you think we will ever know all that has been said by our Creator?"

"Indeed I do, but what is most important is that until that day comes that we keep saying and believing in what we do have."

Nodding my head in agreement I added, "It's hard to inspire others when blind faith is needed to believe as we do though."

"And yet we believe. Why is that Roric?"

"I suppose because I know that the Creator is real."

"And why is that?"

"Because He has made Himself real to me in my life and the situations I have faced. There is no reason left to doubt that He isn't real. I just wish I could know more of Him than what is left to us." I said, as I gestured around me at the fragmented inscriptions scattered throughout the garden.

"I have wished much the same all of my days here in the Valley Lands." John said reflectively.

"You are not of Valley Lander heritage?" I asked somewhat surprised.

"No, I was not born here. You might say your grandfather picked me up on an excursion of his into the Attorgron Forests."

"Picked you up?" I asked leadingly.

"Yes my parents were killed and I had no place to go. Your grandfather raised me, as if I was a son along with your father. I am very grateful to him."

"What was my grandfather doing in the Attorgron Forests?" I asked still perplexed by this out of place revelation about my grandfather.

John looked at me speculatively before he answered.

"That would be a matter for your grandfather to divulge and not me. Time is growing short though and your grandfather is too weak to return there. You may get the answers you seek before much more times goes by. That is all I will say."

"You and my grandfather share several common characteristics it would seem." I said letting my frustration show with all the secrecy going on around me.