I left. Ayleth took a long time to come around. Eventually I got her to begrudgingly when I said I'd write whenever I could. We spent the morning together discussing what life was like outside the monastery. I sometimes forget she never had lived outside where things are different. It's that innocence that I have always found charming about her and I'm glad I took those steps fifteen years ago to preserve it. Master Klembor took me aside before I left and gave me my blue crystal. He said that it was so "people knew where I came from," and that "I never forget where I came from." I don't truly know the wisdom behind those words did say the guards in the Sorovan Dynasty should allow me to travel freely wearing it. Now I am alone with my trusty three-section staff; my pack; my journal and my much coveted cheese chart. A silly thing really, how a monk got obsessed with cheese tasting, still baffles me to this day. I only hope despite my pressing mission I have the downtime to add to it.