I was sitting on the dock overlooking the remaining boat back away from Toebeck island. It was a single sail ship not really designed for long distances with barely enough space for food and water to make it back to the mainland, especially with how I sail (very badly). The island was once again on fire as the last time I was there, this time though the ghosts were all at least at rest, having their spider god not be resurrected and the people who perturbed them dead or fled probably helped (though again I KILLED A LOT OF THESE PEOPLE TO BEGIN WITH!) I tell you its almost like the dead have poor memories or something. Its just weird they are ok with their murderer (I need to find a way to extend this to society at large... just in case you know). I sat looking at the ship because I didn't know what to say to my father. I mean we weren't close, we weren't nice to each other, and I killed him, but I still felt some kind of emotional reason to say good bye.
"So..." It was my best opening.
"Just leave Trezlan, you've done enough." That was the completely distanced man I remember from my childhood.
"We're good?"
"No, but this was all my fault to begin with, so its best you just leave and let us rest." Seemed like a good enough kind of answer, so I loaded up my ship and set off for home. Except as always, it didn't work out like that, because the gods hate me more than they hate my father who wound up as a ghost summoned only by the son he hated/killed him. Went a little dark there, not apologizing!
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