*As she finally has a moment to herself, Kahna sits down to write in her journal.*
It is time to reflect upon my life such as it has been. Since leaving my parents home in Blackford Castle to search for grand adventures and to become a mighty and noble warrior, many strange and wonderful things have happened.
The first is which was the strangest of all. Weary from traveling, I made camp in a forest grove and settled near the fire to rest. As I lay my head on my pack my eyes begin to slowly close. Suddenly, I am in front of a dragon! I do not know whether this is a dream or if it is real! I am quite startled to find myself standing before it. Then it begins to open its mouth…I thought quickly of running away thinking it would eat me where I stand but then it began to speak…
The next thing I knew I was standing in the town of Hlint. I thought back to my “dream?” I remembered very few things but came away with a feeling, a feeling that I was destined to do something. Something very important, important enough to risk my life to aid others from the dangers that lurk in this land. The name Sinthar Bloodstone pops into my head. I remember few details about him…only that he is to be feared and destroyed. I feel this from the Dragon; I seem to have an odd connection to it… It wants us all to unite to destroy this evil man.
I think to myself, I am a young and an inexperienced fighter. How can I do this daunting thing? Then I remember the last words that my father spoke to me before I left my home when I told him how I felt that I was not yet strong enough…. He said to me ”Kahna, yer strength is like the strength of ten because yer heart is pure.” As I listened to his words they penetrated my being. Since I am the daughter of Vorax parents, I was able to hold my head high and walk out of my protected environment with enough confidence to face anything that came in my path to harm my loved ones or me.
*As she puts her quill down, she stretches and yawns. Thinking that there are many more ventures to write about but barely able to keep her eyes open, she closes her journal for now to rest.*