1000 postings since The Eternal, Estarra made her first here. That post
was 100 years since the Elder God, Roark Libertas freed her. How many
years have passed since that? How many times have we fought amongst
ourselves for dominion of some type versus another. As to quote Lady
Estarra,

"But I [Estarra] am not sure what to make of either mortals or the Elder
Gods. I look deep within their spirits and see a kinship among them,
though surely the Elder Gods are more powerful and--complete?--than the
mortal race. What uniquely interesting creatures are these mortals, who
enter the Portal of Fate to have the Three Sisters mark them for
greatness. Some return, some do not. Those who do return are strangely
changed, though their memories are as sundered as my own."

Our lives are lived by, our friends, our allies are won and lost. We
change our outlooks, switch back. Resurge in... hope for a better world?
From the first post we had so many things happen in this Realm. Villages
were found, a new world was portruding into our own, unleashing
Kephera's and Illithoids. We joined in a moment of greatness to combat
that Crazed Shallimar Priestess. That is the one moment where we have
sounded our voices together in all these years. We lost a God. Lord
Hajamin. A new one was fused, Elostian. We found Gods and Goddesses, had
our petty squabbles amongst ourselves and watched the elders have among
themselves.

"In these past 100 years, the Elder Gods have taken to playing some game
among themselves that I do not yet understand, taking control of the
three great societies of mortalkind. Auseklis positions himself in
Serenwilde. Isune and Lacostian oversee the city of New Celest. And Fain
and Raezon hold sway over the strangely remade city of Magnagora." Well,
Estarra, there comes the fourth, the Commune of Glomdoring. And Lady
Viravain as well. Fai Glom!

So where are we now? Where are we going? Lady Estarra, you wished to see
which society shall "ascend to dominance in the future..." So many years
have past since then. Politics have changed, great women and men have
died and been born within that time. Is it todays blood that shall
dominate, or is it tomorrow?

Well, "we are both home again." And in truth, we are all.

Thank you.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Roarkian, in the year 180 CE.