Throughout this conflict, we have seen the wonders of nature's resilience, power and grace.

When faced with an enemy so blinded by hate that it felt unconstrained by customs of warfare long established - the mother which nurtures us all answered our prayers with a conclusive rebuke to frustrate Mhaldor's aggression.

After enduring months of internecine conflict, the western isle, the Black Forest and the Eastern Ithmia lay beneath nurturing vines, radiating from Eleusis and tended by her Druids. These vines continuously released healing spores to combat the corrupted filth surrounding Baelgrim fortress the shrines to its mad master which occasionally metastasized elsewhere.

No longer content to perpetually blunt Mhaldor's aggression, nature asserted her power and has allowed her adherents to call upon their groves and return lands claimed by Mhaldor's vile fog to her bosom. Already we hear gnashing of teeth within the estates of the Insidium and Legates as their ability to initiate conflict solely at their own convenience is ripped away.

Finally and most wondrously, she has stayed her hand against those with a history of aggression towards nature but engaged in a current conflict. These misguided fools, through communion with the lands that they may now tread, have been given the opportunity to behold nature's majesty. Through this, nature has allowed us to reclaim not only lands, but the hearts of those who been tainted by evil.

The ability of Nature to adapt and reform is wondorous indeed. I walk the forests with a renewed sense of hope and dedication.

Forestwalker Lyrin Le'Coeur.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Ero, in the year 744 AF.