My very own and only company.

[Lanemeyer]

It's been 15 years now. I never went out home, I just can't, I am afraid, I can't face what lies there.

My mother keeps saying I should get fresh air and hang out with people of my age, but I am sure she understands me. She always bring me books that can keep me busy.

I have always studied all those years. I know so many things of this world, yet, I can't leave my home at all to see all of them for real. It's alright, this journal is my very own and only company, once my mother doesn't count. She doesn't really talk to me. Sometimes, it feels like she wanted to be elsewhere.

[Lanemeyer]

My mother gave me this book today for my birthday. She only wished me a happy birthday and left my room. I tried to say something but I had no time.

Yes, I may learn what is in this book as I did to all the others she gave me. It seems something about the weave, the arcane art. Somehow, I always knew something like this would come, since I was yet a kid.

Now I am almost a man, I became 17 and I still can't step outside. I guess I am just a prisioner of my mind, of this fear. Why?

[Lanemeyer]

I woke up slowly today, and the image of my mother was forming before me. She didn't smile, but I felt in peace for a few seconds and I didn't know how much time she was there. I wished her a good day, she just nodded and gave me a book. I said thanks and she just turned and left the room. Sometimes is just hard to be a half-elf, or a half-human like the elves say... Who cares? I didn't chose this...

Anyway... I study hard the arcane arts since she gave me the first book about it, and I am doing pretty well. I even created Anara so I won't be so lonely. She is funny, not so pretty, she is an imp, but she likes me, she always try to make me smile, and I do smile pretty much of the times.

A new thing came up today, I tried to step outside, and of course, I failed. It's been 19 years already.

[Lanemeyer]

My experiments are doing good, I am learning many things about the arcane arts, and I am really enjoying it. Anara has helped me with many things, we play casting light spells to manipulate the light form.

My mother felt the happiness growing inside me, yet, she doesn't show much interest on me. I wonder why she hasn't left yet. It's wierd, my love for her burns strongly, and she doesn't even care about me, she doesn't care at all it seems.

But let's leave this subject aside for now, and lets focus on the arcane art. I knew this day would come, the day I would have to step outside. I must do it if I want to improve my powers. I swere I will do it tomorrow morning, I won't gonna make it at night. It's been 21 years now, it is time.

[Lanemeyer]

I finally made it! I went out! I took a walk over the city and made my way until the port. I was scared as hell of course, but I made it. At first I didn't talk to people, but then I saw that man, Percival, he showed pretty frinedly, he also told me about the many places of Sundren, and led me to the Exigo Trading post.

I also met an elf. She is that type of person who is very kind and is always trying to help people. Her name is Cecania, but I call her Silverhair, because her hair reminds me silver. Simply like that...

But that man... He is powerful. He was wearing the robes of the so talked Hands of Mundus. I wanted to talk to that man, but he seemed pretty busy and left. It doesn't matter, it is already written, he is the one who will teach me.

Oh, about my mother... she seems the same as always...