 hen I became a man, I set out from my town to
explore the rest of the world, my backpack slung over my
shoulder, an old, gnarled walking stick in my hand, and
few thoughts in my head. I travelled for many years, from
town to town, stopping in every city I could, learning
everything that was taught to me. I walked among the
shopkeepers, learning their ways of selling and buying, I
trained with the warriors, learning how to hold a sword,
how to fight, how not to fight. I slunk with the thieves,
learning the art of stealth, and how to hit someone when
they least expect it. I studied with the mages, dabbling
a little bit in their arcane arts, learning how to
channel my mental energy into physical substance. I tried
many things when I was younger, and though I would not do
so now, I cannot regret what I have done for it was all
meant to be, and to regret it would be to regret who I
am, which I do not. |
 s I said, I tried a great many things, but
nothing seemed to hold my interest for too long... I was
a philosopher, and tended to think more about the higher
purpose in life, and the higher beings that look down on
us. So it came to pass that I, a lone wandering young man
began in the service of a very small parish just on the
outskirts of Wayhaven. I studied, prayed, meditated, on
the works of Gaia, and what she meant to the world. I
worked day and night in the service of the parish,
helping the local citizens feed their flocks, and sow
their seeds. I committed myself to the service of the
community, doing anything I could, and I was happy. |
