A few nights after Aeryon leave his tribe, there was someone that is furiously writing in his tent.
This man is none other than Jayeux. With only the lantern and candles around to accompany him, he is writing something on the leather
When the candle light sway back and forth it reveals the solemn expression on his face.
He sometimes look back at what he had written and then pause for a moment. And then he would continue writing.
There is an unusual determination in his eyes and each time he writes this determination that is reflected in his eyes become even more determined.
