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Kayal smiled sadly and said "Tis the song of the Keeper, child. Too few recorded their history. We were too busy fighting to survive."

I think the leaving of Braveheart for Music coincided with the great disaster. Whether in anger or just as a cruel joke, we never knew, but the Gods struck us down. Not just us, but all the peoples of the land suffered the terrible disaster. Perhaps we were getting arrogant with our reach for power. We never knew the reason, but a terrible hand of death swept the land. All were struck down and many died. Those that survived found themselves like newborn again. Somewhere, somehow we must have strayed from the paths that the Gods wanted us to follow. But how could we have known. We had no God.

So much happened at that time that it is hard to put it in a chronological Order. Another Clan was formed and it was named Sylvan. As a friend I watched this clan develop and was pleased, as Keeper of World, I watched it with trepidation. I was accused of being jealous and afraid of the young new Clans. I wasn't jealous but I was afraid. I knew that if they followed the original philosophy they were developing and moulding, that our two clans could never be friends. They also were striving to discover the hidden powers and forces that shaped the World, but it was a dark shaping that they sought.

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They were striving to bend the natural forces to their Will. I did not threaten Darkmoon, I simply told him that if that was their path, World could never be their friend. I told him that it saddened me that War would be the inevitable conclusion. He seemed to understand and Sylvan changed its focus of learning, and searched the heavens for Ancient Powers instead. I had no choice. World could not have stood by and watched while the natural balance was disturbed by such a dark shaping of the forces.

I think Laneen was Leader by then. Kayal paused again, lost in thought. The child heard her mutter "Green.....or was it simply green-eyed.....?" Kayal smiled at the child and said "When I think of Laneen, I always see green.....and dragons." Kayal suddenly stood and almost seemed to growl with frustration then she turned her back on the child and again seemed to speak to the air. "It's wrong that if they did well, if they held the balance and helped the clan grow quietly and unnoticed to its strength and power, that they fade from memory. My Lord, I'm killing them."