Journal Entry Four
"Another"
My wandering continued among the surfacers as I searched for the woman. It was a one time Encounter, and I was hoping that I may learn something of the surfacers from her. It was a moot search, as I simply couldn't navigate the surface as I could the tunnels of the Deep. I have been living I the "forest" for sometime now, hunting the horned beasts, and catching fish. I was forced to leave my previously found haven, For I came back to find it... Occupied. I grow weary as I notice the feline shapes that stalk me, or as the ever growing bands of Mercenaries spread.
My search for a haven continued, that is, until woman blurred past me. The quick glimpse of white hair and ebony hands stopped me in my tracks. Another of my kind? on the surface? Alive? I didn't expect to survive long on the surface, but to one of my heritage walk freely in the open was, invigorating...If not strange. I stopped my self. I was jumping to conclusions, for I wasn't even sure if she was dark Elvish. The bright light has been giving me splitting headaches for the past month, and could be playing tricks on me. I had to know. I much as I would refuse to trust one such as me, the potential exile gave me hope. I followed the best I could. Upon reaching Fort Vehl, I managed as much observation as I could. Finally speaking, I learned that she was Yvale. It was exhilarating to finally speak. Speech felt odd after months of silence. To communicate was bliss. She seemed suspicious of my actions, something I am fully acquainted with. Though our conversation was cut short, I look forward to future help. I am hopeful to glean any information about this surface world.
Then I met Brian, who apparently travels with her. An intimidating figure, and I would only trust him as I would my family. He seemed, protective... Odd, for a surfacer to be protective of A dark elf. I have made a few interesting encounters, weather it be a run to the north, or the saving from a local beast, but this was strange. There were two things I noticed about him.. He was the first Elvish-speaking surfacer I had met, and that I had seen this man before, sifting in and out of sight of a group gathered in front of Fort Vehl. watching him sit in the back, as two dwarves babbled, one almost defiling the other.
I would stop to watch, as I would hope to learn something... these past few months have seen me purposeless. I have simply contented my self, by watching. Watching a Human/Beast, more outcast than I, for hiding such... differences would be near impossible, save for magic. I had the chance encounter of being cornered by it. It spoke the same language as many other beings spoke, with the same pitch and tone... I would draw less attention to myself if I could learn the language. I should find a way, as quick as possible.