Moradiant Glory, chosen of Endings

I was minding my own business, being of a mind that making noise before an End just makes it messier. But I ran into my old frenemy: Alton SabraĆ«l, he was trying to raise up a ruckus on these docks. Now, I don't know if you've been to the nighthammer pool docks before, friend, but they are a sight to behold, with horses and Simhata of every description alighting, or stabling, getting ready for a trip, bedding down for the night.   And, over there, in the bay, maybe a 20 minute swim away, was my target.   He was to stop interfering with the natural order of things.   He was to stop being such an abyssal dick.   Oh wait, I mean Alton should stop doing that, what a jerk! Attracting attention on an ending is so rude!   I close my eyes, trying not to get angry, I remember my Sifu, Rakan.   He says, like he always says.   The end comes for us all, Morad, calm yourself. Learn to move with the flow of endings, learn to stop fighting the end.   I am Moradiant Glory, I am now the oldest surviving chosen of Endings on the roster, after Iselsi Dogara, Chosen of Saturn, head of the Division of Endings, second in command to the lady Saturn, her mother, herself.   I know I've been lied to though. I remember a young, but older than me, chosen of endings, known as Friendships Broken, he disappeared. There was no funeral for him, he is not honoured anywhere, but neither is he called a traitor by anyone with any sense. He just ceased. He was... ended.   But there is no end for a chosen of endings that Saturn does not ordain, and if he was ended, his spark would go to another.   His spark is still unaccounted for.   He is yet alive.   This genial giant of a man is not that easy to kill, not with him carrying autochton's eyebrow everywhere, but that's not important.   What's important is that we've been lied to.   I almost believed Dogara when she said she was upset at Chejop Kejak for not doing anything to save her family... Then I find she's not working with his killers, she's working with The Green Lady and Flying Eiderdown, chosen of Jupiter to get the vision of gold going? I'm not ok with this... I got nothing against solars, but Kejak was such a douche... And Rakan? Well Rakan was a bag of vipers waiting to happen, but he did know his stuff. We chosen gotta stick together, and not stick a dagger up one another, just saying. I'll be watching.  
— Diary of Moradiant Glory, 769AoS.
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