Where do I start.. Well the begging would be a good place I think.
As all that have asked and seen me know about the events that brought me to this small town of Hlint. For those that don’t know here it is.
Found by Barbarians when they found a caravan that was destroyed, they took the baby and raised it with own Tribe. As a member in the Clan of the Bear I learnt many things. I learnt the swing of sword, tho mine was only a short sword.
I learnt the art of a well placed mace blow and this soon become a favourite of mine.
The Lore masters told me of Shape form change that could be done if one had the experience and will power to do it. I learnt the rotes and the songs of power but alas now was not the time for me to experience such.
In a starless sky in a ring of stones I fell asleep one night while I as out learning about seeds and wild fruit.
I found my self in front of a dragon, a dream I ask myself. No the smell and aura from this majestic creature could not be a dream.
I Halfling in the presence of such a creature was too much and I passed out.
When I revived he told me a tale and a role in this struggle was allotted me..
Even small of stature you might be, but live your life and play your role Brytic he said.
Then open leaving him I found myself stripped of all belongings and with a thump I landed into a different universe with no friends or guides to what to do.
So my Adventure begins.
