RE: Triba Gues' Log of Dire Adventure Hello again book... haven't seen you in a while. Well here we go again. Gonna be reflective on this one, so if you get bored let me know.
Many, many, many adventures lead all to one eventual conclusion. At some point in one's life you get to sit down to consider your actions. Throughout the last three years many things have happened. It would take quite a big book to write it all down.
As many things in Mistone, I too now reach a crossroads. For years I've known and mastered the arts of the many and the few, and through much struggle I've become skilled in that world. But that same world has lead me to many many paths. I've learned how to use magic, I've learned lost knowledge unknown, I've skilled myself in the ways of the fighter and I've developed a strange like with nature.
This link to nature comes to me as a riddle, a riddle I now seek an answer to.
I grew up in a desert, in a city where nature was twisted and changed by mages. Nature was almost non-existant where I came from, that is, if you can call cacti, scorpions, and snakes, "Nature".
Is it my friends? Is this riddle given to me because of me being around those that worship the wild? Has something been passed on? I guess anything is possible. Perhaps all those bears were just testing me, and all those times they tried to eat me was simply a test to see if I came back... Well, all they really had to do was ask, not eat me...
Is that time then? Is it the time to focus? Maybe there is a reason I've been given this choice of path. Maybe n the times to come I'll be needed as one more adaptable, on more in touch with what makes this place spin.
This is all very strange to me. I wish that someone would show me a path, but something tells me that this a decision I must make on my own. But perhaps that path is not to be travelled alone.. great, I'm sounding like Enzo again....
I need to go eat some chicken.
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