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You had recieved - yet another - commendation for your bravery in the field. Thinking that this time, perhaps your father would finally be proud of you. These days, it was the only thing you wanted. Before you joined the military service he used to praise you all the time, but now that had changed. Having no idea why it was so, you were ever trying to achieve more, to be better than before. His praise means - everything - to you these days.
Proudly showing your father your last achievement, your dreams come true. He smiles brightly and tells you how proud he is. He beckons you closer, to embrace you. Bursting with joy, you almost run the poor man down. It was as you remembered it - years ago - his embrace. Warm, comforting...
Your right side explodes in pain, and a cold whisper in your ear; "You are not my daughter. She always made me proud, you have done nothing but disapoint me. You are not my daughter." As he pulls back, you look down to see the hilt of a dagger sticking out from below your ribcage. You close your hands around it, and tries to pull it out. Your strength has abandoned you though, and you can do nothing but wrap your hands around it. Looking up at your father, your knees buckle. Falling to the floor, you whisper; "Father..."
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Waking up to a scream, your dream still fresh in your mind, you sit up. Looking around you, you see people rushing towards a forest. You're on a beach. That's weird.
Something is going on up there, but you are not sure what it is. Still shaking from the memories of the dream, you take your time and take a closer look at your surroundings. Surely the Silver Swan must have met a disasterous fate, but you cannot locate any signs of a wreckage. You also realize with a shock that your belongings are gone. Including your priced halberd.
A little while later, the captain comes down from the forestline and starts to bring some order to the the chaotic ramblins of the passangers from the ship.
Spying you through the crowd, the captain comes to you and ask if you are OK. Telling her you are, she responds; "Good. I'm sending out a few scouting parties. If you don't mind, I would like you to fo with one of them, they could need your leadership. Please?"
You agree, and she tells you that they are preparing to move into the forests now, and that you should hurry to catch them before they move on. [/sblock]
As you are finishing up your preparations with the crafting of crude weapons, a young tiefling woman comes from the beach.