Throwing violent boy to the wolves did not stop them from chasing Moat House Gold. We were being tossed around inside the Vastony wagon, pots clanging above us, but neither arrow nor bolt could slow the packs advance. Among the chaos  I, Erasmus tried to hold onto my amulet of Lathander as it burned my hand until I was forced to drop the symbol for the power of the Lord of Light was too much for me to embrace. When the amulet rolled out into the oncoming threat the wage was overturned along with my faith. When we awoke from the crash I again felt alone but then during my watch the priest of Lathander who gifted me his holy symbol in Greenist appeared to return the amulet. As quickly has he had arrived he retreated back into the forest. I again summoned Lathander’s divine power and as painful as it was to hold his light in my hand I would not let go a second time. When I opened my hand there the symbol of Lathander was seared onto my palm. With my faith returned I am prepared to take on any foe including the strange domicile thrashing outside the wagon.