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Tarsakh 12, 933 DR
Chondalwood
Beasts, A name given to animals for their uncivilized nature. Yet are they the true beasts of this world?, They hunt for sustenance and to protect their home and family. There is no malice when they kill, They seek not to cause pain nor delight in delivery of it. Mankind on the other hand acts on greed and malice, They take and take hiding behind their supposed civilization. The audacity they have to label animals such amuses me, But if its the beast they want then they should have looked to the ones labeled fair folk. For the worst beast is the one hidden among the sheep.
Each day they pass by entering our forest to poach for fur and food, It was different this day however. For today they would not be the hunter, They would be the hunted. It was Aelrindels rite of passage and i was his second, To bare witness to his first human kill. For this is how one becomes an adult within the Eldreth Veluuthra, They removed a piece of this dark race. It was a well thought out plan, I was to be the bait a wounded stag while Aelrindel hid up in the trees, Bow in hand. When they came for me he would slay each with a swift arrow to the heart. It should have worked, But Aelrindel was soft his mind clouded in doubt and pity. Four hunters came baited by the wounded stag, Aelrindel drew back his bow but could not bring him self to release the arrow. I watched and waited as they approached until his failure was apparent. when i could wait no longer, i released the beast trapped within. taking the form of a giant wolf i rendered their flesh and drank of their life with glee. I butchered them all drunk on my rage and joy, for now they would feed the land they had taken from. Their worthless lives finally having meaning. Aelrindel simply watched from his perch. I couldn't see his face but i knew somehow he was horrified. We use to laugh and play together and now he watched me as i revealed the true beast of Chondalwood, His kin the fair folk.
When the blood rage had ended Aelrindel seemed broken, His eyes showed the truth his shattered resolve and pity for these creatures. A part of me wondered what would become of him, How would the village elder punish this weakness. He was my brother and friend, What would i do if he was to be banished. The thought ate at me for i knew part of me would seek to go with him, While the other part would....
Tarsakh 12, 1353 DR
Silverymoon
A real family, that is what i have now. In truth i wish you could have been here for it, Mum dad and Aelrindel.. A stupid wish for if you had this ending would not be so happy, Yet still i miss you all. Often i find my self wondering if you think of me in Arvandor?, Do you still me as your son or brother? Or am i just the man who killed you?. I guess i am destined to never know, A fitting punishment for the crimes of my past. Part of me wishes i could go back to that day, Convince you other wise. For i believe that if you met Betha that even you would have turned away from them. All i can do though is learn from your lessons and continue down the moonlit path, And hope that you forgive me.