Remembrance of what others had forgotten, visions of the lore masters of the Ashland tribes, even as the heavenly fire from the Red Tower fell upon them. He watched unafraid as the false lands of Morrowind were torn asunder. The star of Azura abandoned them, too shamed to look on them in their betrayal of the Moon and Star, disdain for the [censored] of their souls to the false God-kings of the Tribunal. They remembered. Remembered Resdayn that was, not Morrowind that is, remembered the Chimer that were, not the Dunmer that are. The visions left them as the guiding star faded, their memories of the truth his only inheritance from the tribes-that-burned. They accepted this, as fire, fury, smoke, and ash took them. They accepted it because they remembered the Red Tower and the blasphemies of the Queen, the Poet, and the Wizard along with the true fall of House Indoril, and the impious utterance to the newly scarred peoples with eyes of fire to justify their betrayal. The children of the Star-Wounded East succumbed to their fate ages before its fulfillment, before the vile barbarians and Dwemeri cast their unholy gaze upon them. So he left. To the new lands of the tribes of Atmora he travelled, not as refugee but as reminder. Though his physical form reflected the betrayals of his race, his spirit was Chimeri and strong, though star forsaken he would remind all who have forgotten.