Cerulean T'K'Nchtlkt woke with the rising sun as he had every morning since coming to Jerris almost 3 years ago. Trudging out of the ditch in which he spent the night, he began to make his way into the town center to renew his fruitless quest. Silently, Cerulean swore at himself Why did you back down, you dishonorable coward? Why didn’t you fight? To die in one on one combat is an honorable death, one that certainly is preferable to this wretched existence… “By Aal'visss, you should really watch where you’re going!” said the stranger. “I nearly drew my sword on you!”