Journal of Verideth Lightbringer

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

First day in this new land. It's... Everything is dirty. No one is out in the streets. They have a stupid half orc at the front gates! He just stares at everyone. I can image his thoughts, umm kill, umm no kill. Umm no kill....

I digress.

The chickens were very straight forward. More talkative that most in the city. I pondered freeing them. They wanted food. I assume they would not be able to care for themselves. I moved on. Perhaps if I find some corn or wheat I will come back. I found some water I think is drinkable...

Left the city and went west. I saw a tree sprite! I was over joyed, until it stared chasing me down. It refused my presence!!! To top it off I ran into a restless spirit. Dont forget the dwarfs... They grabbed weapons and watched me go by. This place is cursed.

To the east is a dangerous looking pass. To the North the woods.. I can hear them creak. I have heard there is a darkness bellow the city. Perhaps I will go cleanse it. My brother ran down there at first word.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I met a half elf named Ren. Very forward in his walk. He senses the pull of his blood but has not yet answered it. Many would not care for a half elf but any sign of Brotheren is good. I told him of a blight on the land, he walked with me some and helped me cleanse it. Cursed undead. Ren told me people buy parts of the undead for use in curative potions. Might as well keep them for Towers. I am sure these humans respect my coin more than my life...

What happened next was a VERY pleasant surprise. I met a Sea Elf. What she was doing wandering the lands I do not know. We talked for a while and exchanged food. Interesting tentacle she gave me. She was in a hurry and I bid her well. My brother returned from his roaming, just in time to see her off.

He persisted and we went to battle the cursed undead under the city. I was surprised to find my spells worked just as well under a city. The boars that answered my call, helped stomp many undead to dust. Perhaps we will go deeper soon.

We both needed to get out into a clearer place. We went east  of the city into the mountains. It was steep going, reminded me some of the Tower of Earth back home. The mountains were a nice trek, till we ran into some humanoids. From a distance they looked as goblins. They started jeering at us and we retreated.

We then went north of the city, toward Gloom Forrest. We found several camps of bandits that didn't even ask for our Towers. Are all 'warves such as this?! Being near the wilds, I quickly whistled for Brook and we dispatched them. We came across a pair of cougars and watched them from a distance. There were several cotton plants and we took some for later use. We continued North to Gloom Forrest but stopped once we entered. I was silence by what I sensed there... So much death.

We decided to go West, were Ren and I dispatched that spirit. Another was there! We quickly sent it back and I cleansed the area. I assume some curse is there and it will keep returning until satisfied. Perhaps we can look into that. I did find a beautiful blue rose there. We continued exploring and found more 'warves! I saw a fellow Elf in the mist and approached. They attacked and over came us... I remember an axe to my temple and felt no more...

I awoke by the Great Magicians Stone and soon my Brother was beside me. Death... We died... That... It was not like I expected. There was darkness and a pull toward two possible places. I willed myself toward a light and awoke back in my body. I meditated a while on this.

My Brother was angered and decided to return to the crypts. It has been a long couple of days. I asked if we could return north and hunt the cougars we saw. He had that look in his eyes. We went further than before and found a skeletal priest. Some skeletons followed us out and I was surprised to see a Wood Elf on the docks. He helped us dispatch them and we talked a while. He was in a hurry, so we agree to meet again. What is it that is so pressing?

We headed north and camped for a while. We were about out of food and started foraging. I found a spring and some berries. My Brother had no luck. He insisted we go hunt the cougars. We ran into more of these highway men... Are things so hard? We fought past them and began tracking our prey. Quickly we found the tracks and moved in. We were surprised that it was a mated pair. After the fight I skinned them and my brother cleaned the meat. He has always preferred meat that can fight back.

We took our bounty, it was good to eat meat we killed. The cornbread from the boat ride was more than... Well it was not for me. I wanted to see if the dreaded undead was back in the woods. We ventured there and found it and a small sporeling. The sporling was angered and would not listen to my soothing words. We fought them both and I cleansed the area. Upon returning to the trail, we ran into our Wood Elf friend. He was with a human, all dressed in metal. There was another that spoke our tongue. I did not caught that one's name.

I had enough of constant fighting and told my brother I was going to go rest in a the woods for a week. He could practice making thread and cure the hides we found. Enough was enough.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

Amazing...

I have not been able to write in some days. I am calmer now. I have heard stories about Dwarves. Now I have met them face to beard. Never do I want to meet any again. I was chopped down by two in Fort Vehl...

I recovered and left that accursed place. On the road I chanced upon a beautiful Sun Elf. It was a good twist to a foul day. I approached her and she was to busy talking to a pair of half elves and a human...

Now I do agree with my brother. Perhaps Elves that leave Voltrex, leave apart of themselves behind.

I went to the next human city and it was a bit better. They had a druid tending a large oak. We talked awhile about things. They even kept there animals out in the open. Much better. My brother, as always, was out exploring. He has decided to take it upon himself to make new cloths. There is plenty of cotton about. We both harvest it. I am always careful to leave one behind.

On chance again, I ran into the same Sun Elf that was so busy last time. She apologized and took the time to greet us properly. She is a wizard and  has married into the Dawnstar line. I have often wondered about if I would take a wife and if she will be a sun elf or not. My Father would protest if I did anything else. My brother has Fathers strictness about him. A "warrior" code he calls it. I hold no creed. It was at least nice to chat with her and know there is civility in this land.

While we were talking a human, encased in metal, came noisily along. The noise didn't stop when he approached us, for his mouth then opened. The Lady and I addressed him. My brother was quiet, as he always is with non elves. The human took offense and I tried to sooth him. I put my hands out as I do with a skunk and made soothing sounds. I mentioned humans were a young race and he got very offended at anyone daring to calm superiority to another race. He then went on telling how grand humans are. He should eat some of his own medicine.

I have also taken it upon myself to begin tinkering and carving. I asked Lady Dawnstar were I might find some raw goods and bit my farewell.

My brother recently mastered the ability to take another shape. I sense a happiness in him. I have heard of those druids that master shapes before, I even believe I met one in the shape of a kobold recently. I can tell by his glee that he will take this path. The connection I have with the wild he does not share so deeply.

I will do my best to avoid most in this land. Try to learn from my experiences, to better protect the wild and my people.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

My adventures continue. Though I would never be so crass and call myself that. To just live to kill and acquire... How...

I made a fool of myself... Lady Dawnstar help my brother and I battle a vine that attacked us. I tried to calm it, it was to angry. She urged us follow to her home and meet her husband. We agreed. upon arriving there was a Elven lady outside. Lady Dawnstar knew her and there was a cold exchange. I sense the implications and motioned for my brother to flank this 'elf'. Lord Dawnstar came out, he is not a Sun Elf mind you...

The discussion exposed this 'Laura' had a part in killing the Dawnstars children! My anger got the best of me and I shifted into a bear. It happened without my thinking about it. I stood ready to strike. This Laura took notice of me and had kind words to say about me and my Brother. I didn't not act, as I was a guest. But ready was I. It was expose this Laura is one of the most ancient of vampyres. Her accent was unusual. I have heard the like before at home.

The vampyre agreed to help with the current problem with shades in Port Hempsread. She even summoned one and sent it out 'look' into the matter. The Dawnstar's agreed to this. A metal coated human then approached and figured out something was amiss. He acted as a friend to the Dawnstars. I went around the building, for I could not agree with using a great evil to destroy another great evil. There is no balance there. Good opposes evil. Not uses it for it's benefit... Amazing...

They ended their conversation and this Laura came over to talk to me. I told her she has lost her way. She proceed to give me a lecture in manors. Yes and ancient undead spawn that kills peoples children then dares to show up to there home gave me a lesson. I think I will enjoy this one's company. She then cast a spell and I remembered no more.

I gasped for breath again and my Brother told me I was turned to stone. he had a glowing hand the size of a small house around him. Very powerful magics... The human had a big mouth and immediately chastised my brother for daring to help me.

I realized the offense I had done to the Dawnstars and lowered my head. I was their guest, this was a personal matter. How they could dare to even talk to such a creature... That was not my concern, they wish dialog and I caused a fight. Am I sorry? No. Did I offer condolences for my conduct. Yes. Next time I will just leave immediately.

At least if one is going to offend a great evil, you should aim for the top.

I continued my travels and found a goblin cave by this Hlint. How could the humans agree to live so close? I found the first dwarf that didn't try to kill me. He even shared a hatred for the goblins. He sent me out to kill them. Which I promptly did. That is something I did with out my brother having to drag me along. After doing such dirty deeds, we returned south.

Every were I go I see so many half elven... It makes my heart cry out. If our heritage is lost, so to is the respect we have for nature. The half elven I meet, I do not hate or pity. They are just not educated. They live with the humans, they will act like the humans. I wonder some times if I am changing...

I found this Oxen muzzled with a pack upon it standing by Port Hempstead. I approached it and took the pack off. Rubbed him down. Asked him why he served humans. He told me he had a good master, she treaded him well. I tried to teach him how to forage for himself. Took off his muzzle. I laughed out loud and said  how humans can be so simple and forget the basics. I even ate some grass with him...

Then his "owner" came by. She was a druid of the storm. How could another druid tread an animal like this?! I would never "own" another. Slavery is slavery. She over heard my comment about humans and took offense. Imaging that. She was half elven. Maybe her human side took over, as I have heard others say. She stood over me and vented. Then another half elven approached with a human girl. The girl over heard my lecture and took offense. Lady Dawnstar came up and heard somethings as well. I was miss quoted and everyone though i said I hated half elven and humans. This young girl was related to Lady Dawnstar and things got crazy.

Lady Dawnstar got deeply offended and said this is why I left home and ran off. The young women threated my life and draw a blade. I walked up to her and said if she want I would let her slay me. She was rather intimidating, I took a step back and awaited human justice. The older half elven calmed things down a bit by playing an amazing elven tune. We all listen in amazement and even the young human joined in. She was amazing as well.

A gather did ensue. Many came by and listened. Things were explained a bit and tempters were calmed. Lady Dawnstar returned and I explain my humble side of things. I do not agree with making half elven children but do not shun those I meet. This Master Skald name Jharl is proof of this. He was humble and knowledge. I was so amazed by him, I dare to call him friend.

I tired of all this and left with my brother. We went out to the wilds. We decided to explore the dunes and met with more creatures that I could not calm. This land is so angry... Scorpions I believe they are called. We both were slain... This land... I must stay focused at all times.

We were able to battle our way back and restore ourselves. I am going to rest again. I grow weary.

Dew Wine

PS: One minor note. This Tobias. Hahaha. He is a trickster. A good elf, if he would keep his pants on. I must say he too has touched my heart and I call him friend. -DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I had resigned myself to being on guard always. Not having much peace at all. I continue exploring to keep my mind busy. I come across Blackford Castle. I am surprised how trusting the guards are. I wonder the halls and notice a portal. It reads that it leads to Voltrex's great library. I stood there stunned...

On impulse I went in. INDEED it was home!!!! I dropped to the ground and rolled in the grass. I lay there absorbing the sounds of the night... I slept.

I awoke refreshed and content. I was on the steps of the library. I went in and took a while to walk the isles. My brother too stumbled in and was in awe. I found a book on ancient history and began reading. It explained the spirit folk and how they summoned the great dragons. I put the book in my pack, I will finish it in my wanderings. I went back outside and absorbed it all in. A week later my brother was bugging me to go back. I agreed.

We wondered some time and heard about Silkwood forest. A druid I met told me about it some a month ago. My brother and I decided to go visit. We went in and ran into a variety of creatures. The wolf men were the meanest... Normally I do not shift into an animal to fight, I met them with the same fury as they met me with. It was the hardest fight for my life I had yet encountered.

The Ogrees were all about the woods, few gnolls too. We found several cocks that turned our summoned animals into stone... No spiders though. My brother was disappointed.

We continued on and decided to go visit the goblins by Hlint. Deep inside we ran across a warlock and a warrior. They took me and a new companion my brother found down. My brother was always wily enough and escaped. We returned and claimed our graves. Taught the goblins a lesson too.

Another day has turned.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

It has been a while since last I decided to write. A lot to absorb.

My brother has a new fruit tree following him around. She is nice. Definitely a Wild Elf. I am glad to see him have good company. He still drags me around every were. I have been hiding out in the swamps lately though. The lizard folk and I have come to an understanding. They see me, they attack. I kill them. I have been doing my best to avoid them. Finally found the root I was looking for.

An amazing thing happened the other week. I saw a dragon.

We were going up north to some ice cave to kill kobolds. What did they do but live in peace? I refused to take up arms and simply carried a flower. But I will not allow my brother to go alone. So I tended wounds and try to enjoy the cold. When we left, there was a giant dragon like creature blocking our way out. Someone called it a Hydra. All I know is it indeed was not a dragon.
Not intelligent. After we survived that encounter, we went outside and there she was...

I only saw her for an instant. She quickly flew by and disappeared into the clouds. Only one other saw her. Everyone got all riled up and quickly set out to leave by boat. I stayed behind and left some fine gems I polished, as tribute. I then left and waited ten minutes. I returned and the gems were gone. I studied the snow and saw tracks not much bigger than a horse.

I have been smiling since that day a week ago. She accept my tribute. Something in my gut tells me the dragon is a she not a he.

The ogre Korvik proved himself a little higher in my eyes. Yes, an ogre won a little respect. I went with a group into the gnoll mines. Shiff was in charge. Rude fellow, at least you get what you see. This korvik was running around taking everything! I was so insulted. Typical greed. I took nothing. Then the human who notified every about this mine raid, took me and my brother inside to talk to the Duke? Human titles. He rudely demanded we remove our head gear. All he had to do is politely warn us this man was royalty and I would have. Me and Aeirmor stood back and didn't approach this Lord. The human bard I assume opened his mouth and talked for hours with this Lord. I drifted off and then realized he had shut up.

This bard started speaking elvish to me and Aeirmor!!!!! How dare he. He then said he would like to learn more about the Elvish way. I politely asked him to stop talking Elvish. He then continued in Elvish and said he would do as he please. Ya stupid human. Ask how to do something, you begin to tell them and they do it there own way. I will not stand his company ever again.

Korvik was at the trip into the Ice cave and again started taking everything. At the end of this journey, he divided out the coin he found. Must have forgotten last time.

Alas this swamp is easier to stand, than bad company.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I do not understand why this bothers me so much. Again I travel with a group to do some "deed" and they do not share coin. Not that I care to much about money. It's the lack of respect. If it happens again I will only travel with those I trust.

And of course, something incredibly... I... I saw a dark elf. May they all die.

A human knew this walking abomination. It told him to go rob 107 Hempstead and get caught on purpose. Some mention of gambling debts. I was amazed they talked openly in front of me. They have no fear. It is obviously working for some organization or group. This human... I have begun spreading his name around.

The Angels guild has a good name for itself. They are very humble. Tegan as well has been helpful. The few good, do outway the many bad. Ran into the human bard with such a big mouth. I just walked away. My Brother was going to go travel with him. He ran over to me as I left and told me the human was leaving. Maybe there is hope for that one. I doubt it.

The silkwood has had more magical spiders as of late. The area in front of the Kobold cave, especially has been a haven to them. I wish I could let them know I do not want a fight. And that floating eye... Eye Tyrant? Is that what it is called? It is VERY territorial.

I have been pondering joining my father in his pursuit of magic. I have decided against it. My heart is stronger than my need for duty. My brother doesn't see my way of though. He holds to his code, above all else. In a way I agree with him. Tis why I am so strict about Elven protocol. Speaking of which, I ran into Mrs Dawnstar. She is very pregnant. Good reason why she has not been so open and public as of late.

I am feeling sad. I will try to remove myself from civilized affairs for a while. I will head north and leave another tribute to the fair and wonderful Dragon I saw so briefly.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

Ah one other note. I met two dwarfs that did not try to kill me. This Suds and another named "Eight". Wonderful names. Maybe there is some trueth to what Mrs Dawnstar said about them. I would hope they have more sense than humans. They do live a little longer.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I heard about the Wyrm attack. My Brother said it was a sick Bronze. Came, destroyed and then flew off into the North Eastern skies. It saddens me great. So much death... By such a noble creature.

I persuaded my brother to go North into the mountains, to see if we could get any clues into were the Dragon laired. We found nothing but Yeti's and Dwarfs. I will go into the wilderness and convein with the land to see what I discover. I assume the humans will simply go track it down and kill it. I wish to prevent this.

The book I found in the Library, is very informative. I wish I could call upon the spirits of old, to grant me favor with the Wyrm's they called into this world. So much has been lost...

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I make a decision and then I reconsider. I feel so.... Human. My Father's words have been haunting me. His drive to make me a mage. I am so surprised I am still wrestling with this. I had an encounter with the Soul Mistress... It must have jarred something inside me.

I am no longer rushing into the fray. I see the benefit of wearing the metal armor so many do but it changes you... Not that it has some magic power. It just makes you assume you have control over the world. If you build your little towns, dig up metal and establish your Kingdoms... You think you are in part immortal. Yes metal is harder than the skins and wood I use but it is not as hard as those that trust in it.

Metal rusts. With enough strength, metal breaks. It is an illusion to trust so in it. I makes you think you are more than you are. I understand now why we druids are asked not use it. Having tools that can break easily, reminds you of your place. To be gentle with what you have. We do not get so arrogant to believe we are above what we are created to be.

I wish to read about our ancient kingdoms and why they fell. I want to go and visit those ancient sites. Meditate and speak with the stone. As I understand what happened in the past, so I can prepare for the future. A great swing is coming back into the world.

As for the here and now. I have met a very innocent and sweet elf. Leshariel to my surprise is a talented singer. She knows her way about the woods as well. A blend it would seam of two worlds. She wants to be around me often. I took her to the goblin caves with my Brother and Alatriel. She is not ready for such endevers. Though she is far better than I with a bow.

My brother mentioned some famous alchemist near Mariner's Hold. I decided to go. Perhaps I could learn a bit and expand my skill. There was a gathering, many drinking on the docks. I very attractive elf named Jaelle was there. But she was pawning over a human??!!?? I was amazed. Why would she subject herself to that pain? Humans are so changeable. And what if a child was formed? She is very learned but...

A gnome ran up to all, trailing smoke. He said he needed help. He had use his masters chemicals and created a monster. Humm, alchemy can create life. My brother heard the tower was near a river and instantly agree to go. Some possibility of contaminating the water. The whole troupe, trounced off. It seams people here are so eager to go do things. Must be the water.

We arrived and there were animated slimes all around the tower. Upon inspection, they had vials inside them. Various potions and essences. I collected several samples. We entered the tower and put out the fires inside. We discovered acid had burned down into a cave bellow. We dared investigate. Inside we found more of these oozes. We followed them until we ran into to many. Many fell. The oozes didn't seam to kill. The enveloped their victims and slowly started digesting them. I was able to scrap most of it off and save some fallen comrades.

We rested and crept deeper in. We came upon the source of the oozes. It was a huge pulsating mass of slime? It was resistant to everything we tried. Cold froze it but did not harm it. I took a sample of it's mass and test various alchemy components on it. Nothing worked. The crazed dwarf ran forward and hit it. Seamed to chip a frozen piece off. Jaelle cast a spell that used sound and it caused the mass to crack. They then bombarded it with like spells and it blew up. it caused an amazing note to be rung... Like it was one of the original words spoke when the world was created.

I know there was a counter agent but we did not have time. This mass was eating into the rock and expanding. I have a sample of it. Perhaps I can study it more. It does not eat though the glass I contain it in.

I desire to find an Elvin community. In loo of that, I will take the portal in Blackmoor to the Great Library. I need time to meditate.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

As I make my mind up, opportunity arises. Omar has mentioned to me he is involved with a wizard school. Fate is not as fickle as some say...

I ran into that murdering dwarf, Found out his name at last. Skullcracker. I told others what he did to me and they didn't care... I expect lawlessness from other races but fellow elves did not care... Their lack of care will be remembered.

Leshariel has stood by me. She even gave me a flower, told me of her feelings for me. I was surprised. I offend everyone I meet. Amazing what happens when you have fortitude and standards. We both went to Voltrex. I showed her the great library and returned the book I borrowed. I feel the peace flow back into me. The night air is so refreshing. I do not know how to react to everything that has happened. Time will flesh it out.

I start my day with my rounds of tending. Looking for excess growth I can harvest for my alchemy. I find a large crowd gathered at the tree Inn. I listen and fin they are upon a quest. Then I see her. A dark elf... Walking openly among everyone... My eyes glaze with hate and I sit quietly. I quietly question those gathered I have met. They all vouch for this thing.. She is a great hero of the land. I approach the one Elf I trust in such things. Mr Dawnstar vouches for it. Fine... I will not touch it, walk by it or stand by it. I had interest in going because the magic used was Elvin.

This quest continued and we went north. Shiff was there. He is a human but at least he is a man of action. I will follow his lead. Everyone split up and stared bickering. Yes a great way to start a long expedition. We discovered we needed to go under the water to find a lost parchment that had a poem written on it. Interesting poem for sure. We stumble around and eventually get a lead. We sail north for quite some time. The cold is amazing. We ask around and finally get a good lead. We are given potions to breath the water. The trip to the spot we need to go is apprehensive. Most know we are going to die.

We find the spot and all jump over. We are greeted by hungry sharks. Before I could quell them, those with me did their work. The rude bard has unnatural urges toward her fellow sex... She was killed and met the soul mother. That time I met her, changed me... I hope it will change her. We found the location we were to go and ventured in. Inside were wonderfully shaped crabs that were butchered so quickly... I have no problem with hunting but killing for no reason? I tried to collect the meat, there was to much.

We found what we were looking for. A piece of paper surrounded by magic. Two guardians were there beside it. After much debate they decide to release the paper and spring the guardians. I should have left. My instincts told me to go. Next time I will listen. The guardians came forth and wailed a song of death. All those who were near them died of were scared out of there mind. One guardian locked upon a fellow elf and she ran from it. Normally I would say good job, but the aura the thing had... The elf ran all over leading the guardian into our numbers. Many died because of this foolishness. I ran up to help and some how survived the terrible wave of death and fear that overcame me. I tried to knock the guardian down. I failed, it turned on me and I looked into it's eyes. That was the last thing I saw.

I was raised up on the surface. I thanks the cleric that did so. We were all back and Mr Dawnstar had the piece of paper we were after. I spoke with him about his order. Maybe one day I shall join him. I sense he is very ordered and has no worries as I now have. I will begin reordering my mind... The old teaching my Father gave me ring true now in my head. The law is paramount. It protects us from falling away. It is better to die with duty done, than live a coward... The rest of the children were all arguing and accusing each other of failure. I enjoyed standing by Mr Dawnstar and the peace he had.

I traveled on, enjoying Leshariel by my side. I found some new elves and offered them aid. Raidoun has an interesting detachment. I hope he keeps it and does not become like other elves I have met. Even those others... I will help them. Sun elves carry a great duty to lead the way others of our blood forget. Kin is kin. Even those of half blood.

Something amazed me. There was this half orc wandering around Fort Wayfare. He was lost I though at first. He was looking for help with items. He had an axe dripping acid upon the ground. I approached him and he asked me if I knew about items and lore. I do. He gave me some things to look over. I asked him first to put the axe away and he did. I told him what they all did and he offered to give me one. I didn't need payment but it was a humble gesture from one so... He then surprised me more. He knew a little about alchemy and offered me a key to his house to go gather for him...

I... Here is this... Rude, big... But he was willing to trust me??!!!?!!! G'ork was his name.... Even my fellow elves would not trust me as much as he said he would...

This proves it is best to be simple. Yes, yes, he threated to hunt me down and take payment in my flesh if I stoled anything. That is not necessary. My word is worth more to me than my life. I am beginning to cast of these thoughts of universal goodness. There are those that do and those that don't. I will still have hope but look to my word to carry me through when my fellow brethren do not stand by me.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elven:

I met Ren again. He remembered my kind words and said it helped him. He said he was in debt for my words of guidance.

Ren, I almost want you to read my private notes. I am a Sun Elf. It is my duty to carry the traditions of our people. Yes you are a half elf but your blood has the gift I have. So many of our people throw away our gift, so many do not respect the ancient traditions that to this very hour do bind us.

You owe me nothing. It is I that am stronger because you hold to your lineage.

This just strengths my desire to change. I must be disciplined and become an example. I will honor my heart and find an Elder of the woods. I wish to be apart of the meets. Just because I change my studies, doesn't not mean I lose respect and not honor the pact I agreed upon. We shall see what the branch tells this humble leaf.

I hope fate is on my side. All this leaf has yet to find, is more leaves... We as leaves are waiting to be blown away, if the branch do not give us support. Why... WHY!!??? Has my heart brought me to this land? The druids and elders of Voltrex are readily available for guidance...

Stop complaining. Do something about it.

DW

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

Leshariel and I are growing closer. I have only one fear. My Father. Yes I am free but I know that look. I am second born at least. I have been distant from her. I hope she knows I am doing this for a reason.

I have shown her how and were to collect what is needed for creating arrows and the like. She is very precise with what she does. I have become quick in my dealings and doings. Something Caerowyn said in passing has opened my eyes. Druids are use to going at it alone. I need to slow down and enjoy the ground beneath my feet.

I am debating still my Father's path. Guilt is not a good way to start studies. I need to take time and find out if it is indeed my path or not. I have asked Mr Dawnstar in passing about training. I needed to become more ridged, more precise myself. I sent him a formal letter asking for tutoring.

I did enjoy a trip to Krashin recently. I left gems were I saw the dragon. i hope she finds my humbly tribute acceptable. After this, a crew ventured into the crypts and destroyed may bodaks and the like. I always feel calm after smiting such foes.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I have been to clumsy in my wittings. I have reread my notes... Enough. I will find a place to sit and ponder, writing were I can is not working.

The Witch of Silkwood sent us on a journey. I never knew the cave by the gnolls was home to such... Such disease. I was glad to rid the world of at least a few. Sadly we lost one of our numbers. I am looking forward to getting more precise, for now I am to inexperienced to lead others.

I have allowed my barriers to come down. Leshariel is close to me and I will not stop myself from being open in minor affections.

My brother and I have gone in with others to buy a home. I have heard the farm houses out side of Port Hempstead may be bought. We could tend the farms and perhaps plant other crops. He also was talking to me about picking a spot and becoming a protector. I think we should start small. The woods by Fort Wayfare need to be restored. He talked of a place on Dreger he had been.  A woods that once were home to the Malar but they were hunted out. Now vampires and other foulness creep there.

Speaking of Vampires. I ran into Laura again. We were up after a crystalline spirit in the mountains near Vehl. This time I did not insult her and did not get turned to stone. Sadly she remembered me and called me by name. She is after someone I have no love for, this Skullcracker who murdered me. Though I think most dwarfs are insane, I would not help such a foe against them. This at least sheds light on who is attacking Bruneth. Once I told those I traveled with who we encountered, we told the Elders of the city.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I followed Leshariel to Wolfswood to hear what the Rangers had to say.

Rodlin surprised me by detecting my presence. I asked his permission to stay, he allowed it. Interesting to hear his words. His opinions were sound and I support him and his troupe.

I have begun investigating the blight by Wayfare. I took some soil and used it. It did yield but the plants were stunted. The chokers eat what they kill, so animals frequent the area. Over time the animal droppings and remains will bring great yield and replenish the area. I am looking to get some attention and wish to speed things up. I enjoy being young and having all this desire to change the world. Perhaps in a few hundred years I will calm down.

I am against bringing in more animals. That would mean more chokers. They are rude. Attitude is important.

Hay. Hay is my answer. Lots of it left after they harvest the barley. Scatter it around, after a few good rains it would decay and add to the soil there. Loosen the soil a bit by making some badger holes. Maybe ask a few to move into the area.

I will ask the local leaves if they are willing to help.

Been exploring Mariner's Hold as they call it. Stone is beautiful. So much raw power in the river. Went with a group into the Bug Bear's temple. Found garnet. Just need a few more things and I can make the potions I am perfecting. The snakes there are so rude.

Leshariel has been asking about infusing magic into arrows. I made some arrows with her and noticed the stirge wings gave the copper a bit of a dark glint to it. I have not tried my hand at the craft yet. I can make enchanting oils now. I may give it a shot. She mentioned her Father has a special skill with doing that with his bow. Sounds as he is a fabled archer of our people. I am reluctant to meet him. If she invites me, I will go. No need allowing fear to rule my life.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

I have though long and hard upon this. I am returning to Voltrex. This land holds few Elves that care for tradition. I do not feel the fight I face, is worth it.

There is just one thing I wish to take with me. Leshariel. I know what my Father will say already. I am strong enough to face that now.

I will say good bye to my brother and the few I care about here. I will not say I am never coming back. Time may offer a good enough reward.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

I have been studying under my father. He was calm about my return. That did and did not surprise me. Mastery of a basic spell is causing me... Pain? Something in me is changing. I almost feel my connection to the land changing... I will study a bit more to see what is happening.

I have not gathered Leshariel yet. She is talking with Rodlin and is hesitant I assume. I got a bird from my brother. He said the Great Oak was seen again. That frustrates me. I sought him out...

I will focus on my studies. I may go back see my brother, find Leshariel and see what the Great Oak had to say.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

Written in Elvish:

Before I headed out, my Brother surprised me and arrived at home. He announced that he was going to start a relationship with a non Sunelf. My Mother... She said it was good he was getting his oaks sown... They must see hope for him in a marriage... My Mother said that... I saw a moment to leave and took a boat. Leshariel has not returned any of my birds and I need to see her. I wonder if my Father has contacted her and tried to dissipate our betrothal. Through all this, I have realized something. I can not become a mage. If I do, I will lose my first calling... The longing I have for Leshariel, is the same I have for nature... I will not abandon either. Duty be damed!

My trip to Mistone was uneventful. I arrived in the Isles, then went to Port Hempstead. I heard a rumor about Leringard and went there to see it myself. They blame the Dragon of the North for the attacks. I should go and leave a tribute. Big things have small beginnings. Saw Razerium and Alatriel in Leringard. Alatriel said we should go find my brother. I could not have been here in Mistone for a week! Guess he had enough of home. We went to Port Hempstead and found him. He had a surprised for me. Alatriel was the one. Guess her nagging won out. I don't get all that. My brother is more like our Father than he would admit. I told him I needed to find Leshariel, so we went around asking.

We went into silkwood. My stomach is telling me to fear the worst. Spoke with the priest in Folian's Vale, he had not seen her. I went to all the old haunts, she was not there. In the caves, we ran into a human and a moon elf named Sun. She was rather perky, gave me a flower? For Leshariel she said. Told her it was not necessary to end a life for a smile. She didn't understand. I am at a loss.. Were is she? I just admitted my feelings about her, faced my Father and now she is ignoring me?

Ran into the scum of a goblin that killed me. Which reminds me. Aerimor said Iradeil is an accursed dark elf... A DARK ELF!!!! I though he was joking. Everyone that will not de-helm I will not travel with. Foolish humans trust that thing that helped fight in the war. They are so blind. Elves are long thinking. The accursed will plan for centuries before collecting their reward... I return and am reminded why I left so quickly...

I will stay a while. Signed up for the raffle. I hope that the Great root will find me as he did my brother... I hope to find my love...

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

*written in Elvish*

Some women of faith is hunting any that had contact with Laura. She decided to question Chanyce. Chaynce had none of it. Lance came by and even he could not get Chayne to cooperate. I was there when Laura tried to dig her spurs into him. He was affected but not consumed. This motivated me to see if there was any hope with Jaelle. I found her today in port hempsead. I am surprised she can walk openly there. So many died at Laura's hand in the square. Humans have such a short memory or someone has been paid off.

Jaelle was defensive and called me a fool when I asked her about Laura, great way to start. I left at that point and she followed me. Guilty? We talked more and she hinted that she was working for someone to get ancient relics out of Laura's hands. I think I know who. She thought I was just accusing her. Why would I care if I thought she was guilty? She didn't understand. Either way I do not think I will be around her much. Letting people die who are trying to kill a great evil, is not worth what ever cost she hinted at. All she earned was preventing an Elder Dragon from having the relics.

Still no sigh of Leshareil. I will go see her parents this week. I have sent her four letters and three birds... Why does she not write back!?

I busy myself with work to not get depressed.

Dew Wine

[Verideth]

*written in Elvish*

I went and found Lorifiel in silkwood. He was not happy to see me. I pressed a bit and he told me Leshariel was moving on. I... I asked him why and he looked at me like I was crazed. He said my letter said enough. He again stressed Leshariel is moving on and I should too. He then promptly left me standing there stunned.

I... I dont know what to say... I wrote her four letters. Each said I longed for her and I that stood up to my Father. That I was returning to get her. I...

She doesnt love me??!!...