[ The stories Tezcatlipoca would know, from those scars. Each one earned, each one a moment where the ranger had placed his life on the line and gave himself up to test his skill, to be an individual who achieved because he was good enough to survive to the next moment. But, until he gets that divinity back, Drizzt is a closed book. Humble, not the type to make a bold claim unless he is ready, right then and there, to back it up.

His answer is the quiet curl at the corners of his mouth, receiving the term 'warrior' with the gentle magnanimity that he would never receive accolades that used his name. A warrior was status that was earned, while his name marked him as someone others thought of as more or less worthy. His name could be judged and changed, by anyone who spoke it. But as a warrior, he was immutable. ]

Just before I arrived here, I met my end. I was ready to move on, and reunite with those I loved. I will never show my back to the future, no matter how frightening change can be. I am, as you say, a warrior. One who does not retreat.

[ To see Catti-brie again, meant moving forward, not scrambling for the past. He's just as blunt about his faith, and knows where it will lead him. ]

I suppose that would bring me closer to Zenith's ideal, than Meridian.