A final vision accompanied Aelwen almost immediately after the waves of pleasure began coursing through her body.  Renall gasped out as her own orgasm drained her energy and left her a collapsed heap on top of the elf.  Mil and Noras pawed over her naked back, combing her tossed hair back into straight waves and holding Aelwen's face as the vision entered her.<br/><br/>The city was in view again, this time her peripheral vision flew down to its bustling streets, of sailors stepping onto dry land for the first time in months; of people of different nationalities and races flocking together in the marketplace to trade scimitars from Ivalia, a prized warhorse said to be ridden by the Khan of the Eastern Hordes himself, and other faraway goods.  The sight of a towering statue on the hill could be seen, of a strong unclad warrior wrapped in robes and holding a sword-arm stretched out into the air.<br/><br/>This landmark was unmistakable, none other than the Titan of Nar.  Nar was the city on the far north of Pelluria, said to be founded by a clan of giants who perished defending their human subjects from a fell dragon.  Aelwen remembered hearing of Nor and how it was home to many wonders, but the presence of a library in the mountains escaped her mind.  It was a week's travel north from the capital, so she could venture to it in six days from Fourtrees.<br/><br/>Renall was intimately holding Aelwen in her arms by the time she returned.  "Welcome back," she said with a kiss as the two of them slid back into the water.<br/><br/>It became apparent at this time that Aelwen's pendant had been removed earlier, revealing her true identity to the Oracles.<br/><br/>"Don't worry," Mil consoled.  "We won't tell a soul as long as you remain hunted."<br/><br/>"We can tell in your heart that you are not guilty of those scandalous lies," Noras said.  "The path before you is fraught with conflict, but hopefully your journey shall help you find truth and justice."<br/><br/>The oracles encouraged Aelwen to stay for a bit, relaxing in their waters before moving on.<br/><br/>"Your deeds today can never be truly repaid," Mil said.  "But it will be some time before people return here.  If it's not too much trouble, can you spread word of the springs being cleansed?  It would be good for us to attend to people and grant them Amaluth's blessings."<br/><br/>During Aelwen's rest and relaxation they talked of a great many things.  In spite of them being oracles, it was apparent that they were normal folk like so many others; glad to finally be free and meeting a friendly face for the first in a long time, they peppered Aelwen with a variety of questions, wanting to get to know her and more news of recent events.  Amaluth's visions were great, but they only came in times of need and did not pertain to mundane trivialities.<br/><br/>When it came time for Aelwen to leave, the oracles dried her off with some towels from the living spaces (room 20).<br/><br/>"Goodbye, Princess Aelwen!" Renall called out.<br/><br/>Noras smiled.  "If your path ever takes you back here, know that you're welcome in the Fairy Springs."<br/><br/>"May your path be fruitful and full of good tidings," Mil wished.<br/><br/><em>What does Aelwen do?  Return to Fourtrees?  Head for Nar immediately?  Something else?</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">New Sidequest: Spread the Good News</div><div class="spoiler_body">The folk of Fourtrees and other good folk of Pelluria will be happy to hear that the Fairy Springs are open again.  The forest is now a little less dangerous without that warlock around.</div></div>