Serpentis Family/Gregor Eyolf/Waiting for the Sun
The life was never easy for Gregor Eyolf Serpentis. For a long time he missed his old home. A world of wars where the men didn't need to lie. Everyone wanted the same thing: the battle, the war and the victory. He remembered a such man, Moonglum II... a traitor. Gregor saw the same thing in Sir Tokeru. A traitor as well.
Gregor talked with many men and he sent food for many allies in Far East, but he never had the concern of knowing that the allies would help or not. Gregor always knew that Papania would have to fight alone. A realm that cannot defend the territories or maintain an army doesn't have the merit of the existence. Perhaps in a glimmer he abandoned Isular and walked to the north, to the safety of Abilotiel. Where the only enemies are the terrifying monsters that are born of the swamps. The last safe retreat of Papania.
In Abilotiel, Gregor created his children and taught them to seize the sword. He saw a lot of times his wife going back home with the feet and the hands dirty of mud. In Abilotiel, Gregor found satisfaction and peace. But the world cannot live of satisfaction and peace. And a hero needs dead enemies to have the complete happiness. After removing all the food of Isular, giving the people definitively for the claws of Cathay, Gregor went to the bank and distributed some gold. Gold for soldiers. Gold for the war.
And of the high of the walls of Ossaet, Gregor looked at Isular. For the black clouds of smoke. Where hovers the smell of blood and death. Where Gegor should be squeezing enemy heads. A lot of times he had the desire to catch Papania in his own hands and impels the realm forward. For a glorious future. But was inevitable to feel the nostalgia and the apathy that always marked Papania. Almost as a place cursed by the gods... on those black days the only comfort of Gregor was destroy some monsters in Abilotiel. Sad days of wait.
