The hardest working...yet the barely recognized. The one who could have
been a great leader...yet the one who will never be given the chance.
The one who stands to the side, watching, waiting, learning. Ive learned
enough, from a great teacher. Im going to get the recognition, Im going
to be given the chance...and if its not given to me, Ill take it. My
father set me on this path. Not the father whos blood I come from, but
the father who took me in when no one else would. The father who showed
me the light, who opened my eyes to the things I had missed. Once again
the Tanjinn and Lord Thoth will feel the sting of Darknights power, as
he is my father, and he has taught me well.

No longer will I sit quietly in the background, watching the ways of the
world. I see how the world I just left is...its bleak...empty...it
really is the path to Death.

Some may call me a pawn, but what I do, I do of my free will, but with
the guidance of my father. And for him, I have done this. I am his
daughter...and I will follow in his shoes.

Darknight, father, this is for you.

Floralei Amakiir-Sioraiocht

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Glacian, in the year 370 AF.