The World of Layonara
Character Development => Development Journals and Discussion => Topic started by: Druke on August 06, 2005, 01:28:00 PM
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*at first this book is nothing but a collection of hides, which have writtings, perhaps in blood, however after a while the book turns to more modern paper and ink*
*the first 12 pages or so denote Druke's journey from the far reach forest, to the seilwood, and Druke and Seluna's 20 year stay, living off the land*
the last of the hide pages is as follows
"Seluna and I have decided to leave the full cover of the woods and move into the city of Hlint, there are many strange peoplet here, however i know that anyone from the clans of far will not go there and i nor do i think they'll think we will either."
*the parchment begins, catalouging a series of encounters with different people and different races*
"Drow.. darks kinned elves, whos seem to be in abundance why everyone seems to have a distaste for them i know not, but they are quite powerful and knowledgeable"
"the short folk tend to be silly, and often childish, except for the dwarves who are more immature adults and drunks, i dont much care for dwarves but gnomes and brownies are quite the interesting sight"
"Wemics, of all the strange things nothing approaches these individuals who come from lands afar, they know only the tounge of the animals and wemic, but are always very gentle, and are indeed a powerful ally"
"giant kin, the grotesque initial appearence is always a misunderstanding i am begging to see, they're often kind and gentle as long as your their friend. I need to return a crossbow to one named Spug-lee, must remember to do that, alas seluna lost his crossbow while she was cleaning, so i'll just buy one anew"
"Lately me and seluna have taken upon crafting, ..actually it seems more, I get the supplies and seluna crafts them, she is very good at this sort of thing, and i am glad to have her skills as an ally"
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Today i learned something in the way of 'politics' and it seems the world is indeed far different from the myths taught by my people. Long ago giant lizards called dragons migrated to our world, and that they have bene mostly killed off by some 'blood' person, aditinally he is a tyrant on road to ruling the world. Quite troubling, everyone is talking of mistone's cities uniting, however the elven clans are left out.. perhaps i have found a task. However i know they will not beleibve anything i have to say, i left them afterall running away with a maiden of another clan...I need proof that i have come far.. and the only proof they'll see is proof of strength... Perhaps its time I invoked the savage once again, mastered the art of elken'an and then.. then they will listen...
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Last night i took many steps toward my goal however.. I was felled by a horde of Ogres who encircled me. They had me down in a matter of five seocnds. The tradgic part of this is as my soul passed to the next world, a strange being reached out to me.. the soul mother. I fear I will not be able to take that to much, and i feel a part of my very essence now gone.
Today I am meeting with a man in the wild surge to buy an Iron scimitar, I hope it will be as great an addition to my arms as I am hopeing.