[A sobering thought. One she really... can't find it in her to disagree with. Are her family and their enemies not descended from the very same set of heroes that saved Jugdral from darkness those generations ago?]

You're probably right... as sad as that is. [She sighs.] But so far, at least, this place is in a peaceful time.

[She wonders if that will last--if it does, it may well be that the arrival of the "Chosen" will be what upsets it. But Ethlyn decides not to borrow trouble by speculating as much out loud.]

It's very weird indeed. I'm still not used to it, and I'm not sure that I want to be. [Then something that Noel says catches up with her, and she has to drag her mind away from thoughts of her homeland to put it together.] Did your home--suffer from a terrible disaster?