THE PATHFINDERS
SEGMENTS 001
“Finding the Path”
The stars were full and clear on this hot and humid summer night. The stars seemed to wink and twinkle as two figures walked up the grassy hillside. The father and his young son. The father, very large and majestic, paced himself as the much younger and smaller child tried to keep up. He spoke softly and gently as they arrived.
“Do you see the village there- by the shore line my son?”
“Yes father. They look like little ants from here.”
“Yes, I suppose they do. Does that make them any different?”
“No father. They are all a part of creation.”
“Go on.” Says the proud and wise father.
“They are a part of the great circle of life. They all share in Khyber, Eberron and Siberys creation. They share it will us.”
“Very good son.” And he places a warm arm on the young son’s shoulders. It nearly drives the child to the ground.
“Is this why you brought me here? To see the humans?”
“No my son. It is time you learned of your heritage, potential and the Prophecy.”
“The Prophesy?”
“Yes. I study it daily. Most often from this very spot.”
“woooooow.” Says the wyrmling as he looks to the night sky. “How do you study it?”
“It is within the stars. They speak to you.”
“But they are so far away! How do you hear them?” The blue wyrmling’s large eyes grow wider in amazement and awe.
“Hahhahahahahaa. You have much to learn. Today you take your first steps. Today you choice your human aid.”
“Aid? But we’re dragons. We don’t need help. Especially from human fishermen. They smell all fishy and yuck!”
“Not all men fish. And not all men smell of fish. Have you ever seen the male human visit me?”
“I’m not supposed to.”
The large blue looks down with raised spiked eyelids.
“I saw him once from the bushes near our home. Who is he father?”
“Paploose is MY human aid. He helps me make the prophecy clear”
“Really?” Says the small dragon. “He must be very smart!”
“Hahahahaha… indeed but as smart as I.”
“Paploose travels the world and tells me if what I have foreseen has become true. He is very important to me.”
“wow.” Says the blue wyrmling in deeper and more serious thought.
“Today- it is YOUR turn young Axiom of Argonnessen. Today you are to study the stars. Allow them to reach out to you. To fill your mind. You will see riddles and cryptic messages emerge within your mind.”
“I will?”
“Oh yes. And most importantly, tonight you will choose the human family that will aid you.”
“Tonight?”
“Yes, by dawn you will know whom to reach and contact. They will be on the island somewhere. Possibly a fishermen or a barbarian. Maybe something else. The point I am making is you will know on sight once the stars have touched your mind and soul.”
“wow” says the little dragon. Suddenly he realizes his father is leaving. “Where are you going?”
“The stars will not speak to dragons that remain too close together. This is a private pact you make. I will be within the valley near the ford collecting goods from the farmers for your mother. I will wait for you.”
And thus did Axiom sit and stare at the stars ….this was 800 years ago. Today, the war still goes on with no end in sight. The year- 986 YK.
