Eil'daen's Passing

Hello... my name is Zhane, and I make this entry in Eil'daen's journal with sadness. Early this morning, apprentice mystic Eil'daen tried to enter a portal as a chaos storm hit the isles. The convergence of energies vaporized him instantly, and he was lost to Puddleby. Those close to him should know that he felt no pain, and he was doing the thing he loved most at the time he died: exploring mysterious phenomena.

From his prior notebooks, it seems that he was divorced. His will, on file with the Puddleby courts, has indicated that his home and possessions should be forwarded to one of his close friends. I have taken the liberty of doing so, per his wishes. Paraphernalia and notes of a mystical nature were forwarded to his mentors at the Council.

May Eil'daen rest in peace,

Zhane
Summer 567