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Wander...I have wandered most of my life, a solitary existence of thought and action. Doing what I must to survive, thrive, learn and grow.
Through my formative years, I learned the paths and secret places of the High Forest well...a beautiful and dangerous place. Survival here is Life, pure and true as it was meant to be. No walls stone, no buildings of wood, no stink of sewer or of civilization. I live as my clan did; wild and free, tending the land and slaying it's interlopers. My abilities and strength still need hewn, proper and true.
I've roamed them all this time, just I and Kiana. She my only true friend, servant of generations of Dy'nelin's. A loner, the few who know me, call me such..none of them friend. An aquaintance, a merchant...even one as feral as I must trade. More for my own amusement and curiosity of outsiders and city dwellers than out of any pure need.
I can take care of myself, the forest gives all that one might need if one has the patience and veracity to learn.
My mindset is a cavalcade of need and instinct. I need to survive and instinct is the only true way to live. I am Elyl, but I am of my circumstances as well. Life has not been easy for me these last years; my family and clan wiped out in an orgy of violence and death. The Chaos of Life is such and it is not fair, I do not whine, I merely put thoughts to paper. I live in Nature as any other creature, susceptiable to it's beauty and uncaring wrath as all are.
One day, I awoke in my camp and for no reason other than a whim....I packed my things and walked far to the North and West. I had many adventurers during this time, none of them overly remarkable to any but me. I am no Ranger of myth and legend, not yet. I nearly lost my life many times....but these tales are not of any import now and are for later.
One day, many months later I found myself in the Spine of the World. I marvelled at such a sight, never had I seen mountains so large and close, clear to the horizon they seemed stretched, the curve of the world engulfing them. I wandered the Spine for many days and came upon a mighty blizzard and become lost. I thought I would perish in the tempest, but I stumbled blindly for hours as the storm would not let up...eventually taking shelter in a small cave...only found by my snow blind eyes, barely, seeing a Lone Wolf streak into it...he seeking cover as well.
Days after the storm broke, I rested and recovered from my ordeal and then I walked out of the mountained, in the distance seeing a strange forest and wondered at what mysteries it held. My keen senses tingled from merely gazing upon it....and the lands my eyes beheld stretching into the distance.
I decided to stay, intrigued by this valley and into this new land I walked....a savage striding into the unknown.
Wanderlust and curiosity has always been a weakness of mine...
--Elyl Dy'nelin.
Through my formative years, I learned the paths and secret places of the High Forest well...a beautiful and dangerous place. Survival here is Life, pure and true as it was meant to be. No walls stone, no buildings of wood, no stink of sewer or of civilization. I live as my clan did; wild and free, tending the land and slaying it's interlopers. My abilities and strength still need hewn, proper and true.
I've roamed them all this time, just I and Kiana. She my only true friend, servant of generations of Dy'nelin's. A loner, the few who know me, call me such..none of them friend. An aquaintance, a merchant...even one as feral as I must trade. More for my own amusement and curiosity of outsiders and city dwellers than out of any pure need.
I can take care of myself, the forest gives all that one might need if one has the patience and veracity to learn.
My mindset is a cavalcade of need and instinct. I need to survive and instinct is the only true way to live. I am Elyl, but I am of my circumstances as well. Life has not been easy for me these last years; my family and clan wiped out in an orgy of violence and death. The Chaos of Life is such and it is not fair, I do not whine, I merely put thoughts to paper. I live in Nature as any other creature, susceptiable to it's beauty and uncaring wrath as all are.
One day, I awoke in my camp and for no reason other than a whim....I packed my things and walked far to the North and West. I had many adventurers during this time, none of them overly remarkable to any but me. I am no Ranger of myth and legend, not yet. I nearly lost my life many times....but these tales are not of any import now and are for later.
One day, many months later I found myself in the Spine of the World. I marvelled at such a sight, never had I seen mountains so large and close, clear to the horizon they seemed stretched, the curve of the world engulfing them. I wandered the Spine for many days and came upon a mighty blizzard and become lost. I thought I would perish in the tempest, but I stumbled blindly for hours as the storm would not let up...eventually taking shelter in a small cave...only found by my snow blind eyes, barely, seeing a Lone Wolf streak into it...he seeking cover as well.
Days after the storm broke, I rested and recovered from my ordeal and then I walked out of the mountained, in the distance seeing a strange forest and wondered at what mysteries it held. My keen senses tingled from merely gazing upon it....and the lands my eyes beheld stretching into the distance.
I decided to stay, intrigued by this valley and into this new land I walked....a savage striding into the unknown.
Wanderlust and curiosity has always been a weakness of mine...
--Elyl Dy'nelin.
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