These past years have been dear to me. I am home now, with Róisín and Fionn, at least for a time. I have stowed my weapons and taken new training in medicine. I spend days at home, and more days with the school. Weekly I attend to services at the chapel, learning protocols and prayers for magical healing. I am able to appreciate the Dawnfather's daily blessings, and in time I will master his gifts and bring healing to our soldiers.
The days I am home are blessed with joy. I take Fionn to Erdeloch, and we throw stones. Róisín and I share time reading, a pastime I never thought I would enjoy so much. I hear reports from the front lines, and I fear the situation grows more dire. I know that very soon my training will be sufficient, and I will be sent back to service.