An Elven tale
Posted: Mon May 26, 2014 4:29 am
Lucas scribbles down his thoughts on the day, in his journal it is currently kept in friendly arm inn in his rented room pm if you desire to peek or steal IC
at the bottom of the page there is a small bit of textJournal entry one
I arrived on the coast today it was not as I expected, many of my kin are here and many of them are in dire need…. Zhents walk freely on the trade way, camp outside the inn, there deaths should have been delivered swiftly except they are allowed to live for some strange reason.
Friendly arms inn… this place seems to breed stupidity and ignorance or maybe that is just something common among adventures, very few of their kind live in Evermeet, a human insulted a kin who later I found to be nick named Cela I stood by him as is expected of me, but however I very much doubted he needed my assistance. After he approached me outside the inn offering to show me around there beautiful home, the elven town of Doron Amar, half way through our tour we ran into another kin, her name was Eowiel a beautiful wood elf by my guess. She dresses like a commoner however the way she moves suggests a great skill lies in wait for whenever it is to be called upon.
It was here Cela offered me his signature to Doron Amar an honor I could not refuse, Eowiel wanted to know more of me and see my skill, a wise choice for one can never be too careful, they watched me train for a while and I met many of my kin as we did, I answered all there questions however I did not tell them of my children… I am not sure I am ready to discuss such publicly yet they also did not ask of my gloves I find that tends to the first thing people ask….
The day ended in me sharing some witty banter with yet another beautiful elf Gwenth I am curious to see what tomorrow brings
Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.