[Sesa is of course here, because he is still interested in learning everything he can about this place to better prepare himself for whatever trials might be ahead...but also because it gives him something to do. He feels listless, restless, without a goal. And he can't exactly focus on what has become his life's obsession when he's so far from Terra.

So. Best make the most of the time he has here.

Which is to say, when Irene finishes speaking, Sesa will...literally raise his hand, like he's a child asking for permission to speak. Though, he does not wait for actual permission, he just starts to speak once enough silence has gone by to feel like he won't be interrupting anyone.]

Elsword and I delved into the forest earlier in the month, upon realization that the fog had pulled back enough to do so. And within...we found life, albeit brief. A small stoat scurrying about the underbrush...it seemed rather normal and insignificant, which Elsword noted to be curious, as creatures such as these simply do not exist uncorrupted there.

We continued further, until we came upon trees wider and taller than any I'd ever seen. We couldn't even see their tops. The ground all about was littered with star shards exhausted of their magic, some of which I have with me. What was more, there were tracks...gargantuan footprints belonging to a Moose the size of a building. [He's never seen a whale, he can't make the comparison, Elsword help] We followed it...to the sea, which supposedly is much further out and not easily accessed.

The sea, where this moose would later plunge into for a swim, is currently home to a massive whirlpool. At the bottom of which resides some sort of massive, slumbering sea serpent. This was all we discovered before we returned, seemingly days later when it had only felt like hours passed.