in the eyes of Wizardkind. Her first instinct had been to help them whenever, and wherever, she could. But with the passage of time came the realization that there were others much better suited to accomplishing that task. Others who had been downtrodden throughout their lives but given now a platform to spread their message. Others who didn’t carry any of the scars that she did, that wouldn’t frighten and scream at the tumble of a grown, or the popping sound of an Elf arriving unannounced.