They say breezes are warm there & people are kind. Maybe it's something like Heaven

There was a slight breeze, the smell of the earth after rain laced with something else. Bryn couldn't place it, nor did she really want to. Her wouldn't open, and she didn't particularly care. For the first time she could remember, she was at peace. Completely and utterly at peace. No one was hounding her to be better, or attacking her. There were no shouted orders or pitying looks. Just silence and peace. It was nice, and she enjoyed it while she could. Because if there was anything Bryn had learned in her time with the group, it was that peace never lasted. Sure enough, she could feel the presence of someone else closing in. As it approached, Bryn felt herself regain movement and she opened her eyes for the first time. It was awe-inspiring, and not in the terrifying way Lloth had been. To say it was beautiful would be lowering it to worldly standards. There were no words for it, at least not in common. And was just describing the place.

Never in a million years would Bryn have thought she'd see a goddess. If someone had come up to her and say she'd see two in one day, she'd have laughed in their faces and called them crazy. But she had, and where Lloth had filled her with terror, Sehanine was different. Instead of fear induced images of her vision, Bryn felt more at peace, if such a thing was possible. Her form was hidden behind shadows, and even then Bryn somehow knew that this was the ideal, the penultimate example of beauty. Soft words were spoken and though the halfling couldn't understand the language, the meaning rang true in her head. What would you do? Do you wish to stay?
She did, oh how she did. But she couldn't, and she knew that. Images of her family sprang to mind. Of Aran. As much as she wanted to stay, not seeing them one last time would haunt her. Besides, her companions, her makeshift family still needed her.

A single tear hit Bryn's face, and it was then that she knew the right choice had been made. The vision Ioun had sent her no longer frightened her, Blackness ebbed into her sight, but unlike the way she had arrived there, which had been full of pain and suffering, an unadulterated sense of joy filled her. Before long, it was gone, leaving her back in the world of the living, feeling slightly hollow but otherwise no worse for wear. She was unaware of the changes that had been made (although her friends would inform her later), only that she felt different. She brushed herself off as she stood, ready for attempt two. "Oh no you didn't. I'm like a plauge, I don't go away that easily."

A casual smirk graced her face even as she stared Lloth straight in the eye for a second time. "Miss me?"