You decided that you should abide by your code of honor. You place your right palm on the tome. Suddenly, multiple streaks of gleaming white mist seep out from the tome and into your skin. Instantly, your mind is filled with enlightening clarity that you have never experienced. With your spirit lifted, you are set to avenge your family. But first, you need to get out of the sinkhole. You focus on the intention of getting out, the gleaming white mist seep out from your back and form a pair of wings. Delighted, you flap your wings, and eventually, you are lifted off the ground, and out of the hole. Upon landing the wings disintegrated back into the mist, you drag your mule into the wood so that you won't get ambushed by another sinkhole, as the Blessen River nearby may already have been eroded the soil around it such that it's unable to hold any additional weight. You sit down and open the tome, it’s filled with oaths and prayers until the last few pages.