The days following the party’s return from the Shadowfell have been heavy for all, and Severus Snake has found himself caught in the tides of grief, anger, and relentless curiosity. By night, he tends to his grieving friend Fip, his heart aching as he watches the satyr drown his sorrow in ale. By day, Severus immerses himself in the cold embrace of research, determined to uncover the truth about Drahvena, The Eternal Weaver, and her connection to his stolen memories.   Each morning, after ensuring Fip has survived another night of torment, Severus sets out into Frandyln, his coin purse lighter with each step. He visits libraries both public and private, bribing scholars and scribes to grant him access to ancient tomes and forbidden manuscripts. The cost? Seven hundred gold pieces by the week’s end—but Severus deems it a price worth paying for the answers he seeks.   Discovering The Eternal Weaver   Through dusty scrolls and whispered accounts, Severus learns more about Drahvena, The Eternal Weaver. She is an enigmatic deity, her influence stretching across the Shadowfell and into the mortal world. The goddess is depicted as an elven figure, cloaked in silken shadows, her hands ever weaving the threads of fate, memory, and destiny. Her domain—the Fortress of The Eternal Loom—is said to house countless lost and stolen recollections, tangled in her infinite loom.   The deeper Severus delves, the more he uncovers. Drahvena’s worshippers, it seems, are not bound by traditional rites. Instead, they are wanderers, seekers, and the forgotten—those drawn to her by the promise of reclaiming what was lost. Her influence extends beyond the living; spirits of the dead, unable to move on, often find themselves within her domain, tethered by unfulfilled desires or stolen fragments of their lives.   One account strikes a deep chord within Severus: a tale of a mortal whose memories had been taken by a cruel goddess, only to discover they had been woven into the tapestry of Drahvena’s loom. Through great peril, the mortal reached the Fortress of Memories and beseeched The Eternal Weaver to return what was theirs. But Drahvena’s price was steep: to regain what was lost, the mortal had to sacrifice a part of their soul, forever tethering them to her service. That mortal's name was Midnight of the Tabaxi.   A Haunting Revelation   In a private manuscript found in the Great Library of Frandyln, Severus stumbles upon a detailed account of Drahvena’s magic. Her weaving, it is said, is not random. She collects memories for a purpose—crafting destinies and shaping the paths of mortals and gods alike. The text also describes a phenomenon known as *The Shadowed Echo*: a haunting experience where individuals glimpsing their stolen memories in her domain are drawn to figures from their past. Severus realizes with a shiver that the female elf he saw in the Shadowfell may have been a fragment of his forgotten life, woven into the fabric of Drahvena’s tapestry.   Conflicted Resolve   As the week draws to a close, Severus reflects on his discoveries. The knowledge he has gained only deepens his unease. Who was that elf he saw? Was she a part of the life Elaria Duskmantle stole from him? And if so, what price would Drahvena demand for him to reclaim those memories?   The grief of losing Temperance still weighs heavily on him. He feels the sharp sting of her absence not only in his heart but in the eyes of his companions, especially Fip. Watching his friend spiral into despair reminds Severus of his own struggles with loss and addiction, and he doubles his efforts to keep Fip from succumbing to the bottle entirely. He plays soothing melodies at night, weaving his bardic magic into the notes, hoping to grant Fip even a moment’s peace.   “I don’t know how many more friends I can lose,” Severus murmurs to himself late one evening, his voice breaking under the weight of grief and guilt. Yet beneath his sorrow, a spark of determination flickers. For Fip. For Temperance. For the fragments of his own shattered soul. He will find the answers he seeks, no matter the cost.