Some time later...
Elthas found himself standing in front of a familiar location.
It was the hometown of his people, the Elves of Ruild.
He was standing in the middle of a graveyard. Recent dead, as well the dead of his forefathers and Heroes of the past. Elthas stood in front of the grave markers for Halm and Ellysia Belthasar. Elthas placed flowers on both of their graves, and took his mother's locket. He placed it on the grave as well. Elthas felt the wind coming in from the East, his hair and clothing rippled with the breeze. The grave marker was fashioned in typical Elven markers. His face was serious as he stood there, thinking about the recent events that had leader him full circle back home. Elthas was freely crying. He wore a trenchcoat, and a fancy three piece suit. His fedora was tipped at a slight angle as always. He was thinking as he stood there...thinking about the woman that had changed his life. Hylda Terrentius. Elthas was speaking in a soft whisper, mostly for his own benefit. Nobody was around, and he'd come back to town a few days earlier. He knew he could say what he had to say and not be judged any longer. Elthas was a broken man, and as such, accepted who he was at that point. He looked at the empty sleeve which contained no arm in it. The arm he lost. Elthas carefully returned his gaze back to the grave marker of his parents.
"I've fucked up a lot." Elthas accepted the mistakes he'd made in his life...they were part of the broken man he had become. "But I'm tired of running now." He knelt down to his Mother's grave and touched the earth there. "You two can rest peacefully now. I'm home...and I won't run away ever again." Elthas said.
Elthas felt someone familiar standing behind him. Elthas's brother, Drathis Belthasar addressed him. "Brother, it is time."
Elthas turned to look at his Brother, Drathis, for a long moment. He nodded. "Aye. I have been away for far too long, it's time to fix the mess I've created." Elthas looked at the grave markers for a long moment. Then he turned to walk towards his brother.
Elthas looked carefully at his Brother. "They would have been proud." Elthas said.
"Xu Bellaparte and his followers were corrupting the Great Tree." Drathis said. "We have to repair the damage he caused."
"Drathis. I need to tell you something." Elthas said.
"It can wait. We have a lot of work to do." Drathis, now an acting General of the Ruild Elves, looked at his brother. "By your orders, my liege." The general bowed and looked at his brother.
"Aye. The hour is upon us. We must prepare to face a storm..." Elthas said casually.
And the two brothers walked back to the ancestral home of the Elves, together...side by side...would they walk across eternity together.
No longer enemies.
But the blood bonds that tied were repaired, and the damage that Xu Bellaparte had caused their people would be fixed in due order.
Elthas had returned home...
~FIN~