Aloth: I have not been entirely honest about my motives for traveling with you up to this point.
Aloth: When I finished my training in Aedyr, I was introduced to an organization. All I knew was that they were opposed to the unchecked spread of animancy and that they could guarantee me postings far away from the Cythwood, my father, and his erl. At that time, it was enough.
Aloth: In the early years, I thought of them as many things. Hooded men. Prudent teachers. The Leaden Key. Their rules were strict, but their guidance was clear. I sincerely believed they wanted to keep kith from the folly of their own foolish ambitions.
Aloth: I came to the Dyrwood a little over a year ago. My orders were to gather information on animancy in the region.
Aloth: A senior contact met with me every few months to receive my reports and issue new leads. She sent me to Gilded Vale to keep an eye on events surrounding the local lord, but I lost track of her shortly after that.
Aloth: I don't know if she was reassigned, killed, or… sacrificed, the way you saw. By the time you met me, I'd been on my own for a couple of months.
Aloth: I needed some kind of direction. After that scrape with the locals, I was ready to get out of town. But then you mentioned the hooded figures and the machine, and I was sure you were on the trail of the Leaden Key.
Aloth: I knew the Leaden Key was trying to stop animancy, but I didn't realize how far they'd gone. Murder, sabotage, abandoning entire districts to shambling horrors… and now the whole city is up in flames.
Aloth: I'm still not sure about animancy, but I know I've been following the wrong master. Please, accept my apology... and my service. Let me fight with you to stop Thaos.