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<blockquote data-quote="Cevalic" data-source="post: 1577" data-attributes="member: 171"><p>Chapter One</p><p></p><p>There were many times during that first year that I longed to be home. Indeed, I don't believe an hour passed that I didn't think about the Isles or my love, who was so very far away. Many times, much to my dismay, I found myself actually contemplating what I had done wrong. The irony of those times never hid itself from me.</p><p></p><p>For that first year I stayed in one place, in an abandoned city I found. It was not far from the ocean, and I had no desire to venture into human lands.</p><p></p><p>I was cautious at first, making sure that there weren't any creatures actually living in the ruins. I scouted and explored the place for weeks, before finally convincing myself that it was safe. Even then, I patrolled the city relentlessly, determined to find a reason for its' abandonment. They turned out to be fruitless.</p><p></p><p>Some of my searches did bring about small successes, each in it's own time. The first was when I was looking through the largest building in town, undoubtedly the manor of some wealthy citizen, and stumbled upon a secret staircase leading into the depths below. Using some rotting cloth and a stick, I made myself a torch, and descended. What I found amazed me.</p><p></p><p>At the bottom of the stairwell, a door awaited me. I turned the knob, surprised it wasn't locked, and entered the chamber. Light from torches, which were magically enchanted shine light without actually burning, hit my eyes. An enormous library stretched before me, with wraith-like beings floating among the stacks of books.</p><p></p><p>My first thought was to run, surely this place was cursed, and my only salvation would be to flee. It was then that I realized that none of the ghosts even acknowledged my presence. Timidly, I took a step forward.</p><p></p><p>Nothing.</p><p></p><p>The beings, some which looked like humans, some like orcs, never even looked at me. I believe that I even saw a figure that looked like an elf. Still, I didn't wish to risk my life, so I left, my feet moving as fast as they could.</p><p></p><p>My second discovery was another stroke of luck. In one of the armor shops, I found a steel sword, buried in ash in a weathered forge. Pulling it out, I found that the blade had yet rust. I immediately began exercising with it, as I was a bit rusty from my time spent away from using a blade.</p><p></p><p>The skill came back quickly.</p><p></p><p>I knew that my luck was increasing daily when I stumbled upon an outfit of clothing in a chest that was only half rotted. I patched them up as best I could, thankful that I had something other than leaves to protect me from the fierce wind that sometimes blew in off the bay.</p><p></p><p>With regained courage, mostly due to the fact that I felt invulnerable with a sword in my hand, I ventured back to the hidden library. Once more I entered, and once more I was ignored. This time, though, I vowed I wouldn't run.</p><p></p><p>I slowly made my way through the library, surprised at how big it really was. I must have spent almost fifteen minutes walking before I came to the end. In all that time, none of the beings noticed me.</p><p></p><p>I felt at ease inside the room, confident that I was in no danger. I picked up a book, free of dust to my surprise, and went over to a comfortable looking chair. Sitting down, I began to read. I grew so caught up in the book that I lost all track of time, and eventually fell asleep.</p><p></p><p>I was angry at myself when I woke up. Angry that I had let myself fall asleep so easily, in a place where danger could creep up on me. My mind thought back, and I realized that this was probably the safest place in the city. The beings would have done something to me by then if they had wished too. It wasn't long before I moved in for the duration of my stay.</p><p></p><p>I spent the next year and three months in the library. I would venture out to check my snares and gather what fruits and water I needed, then go back into the dark recesses of my sheltered palace. I spent my days reading, practicing my with my sword, not to mention exploring the gigantic room. I tried different ways to communicate with the wraith like beings, but never to any avail.</p><p></p><p>Something else that was happening in that library. Something that was happening within me. I had a feeling, of what I wasn't sure, but it kept building inside of me. Some days I thought I would burst, although I never knew why. On those days I stayed outdoors, where I would just run far and fast, until the feeling left me.</p><p></p><p>I came to enjoy my solitude, became comfortable in my ways, not counting those days where my nerves became frayed. I figured that I could spend my next nineteen years there, reading and relaxing. It was something that I came to accept. It had been almost a year and a half since I had even spoken with an intelligent being.</p><p></p><p>Needless to say, I was very surprised when I received a visitor.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cevalic, post: 1577, member: 171"] Chapter One There were many times during that first year that I longed to be home. Indeed, I don't believe an hour passed that I didn't think about the Isles or my love, who was so very far away. Many times, much to my dismay, I found myself actually contemplating what I had done wrong. The irony of those times never hid itself from me. For that first year I stayed in one place, in an abandoned city I found. It was not far from the ocean, and I had no desire to venture into human lands. I was cautious at first, making sure that there weren't any creatures actually living in the ruins. I scouted and explored the place for weeks, before finally convincing myself that it was safe. Even then, I patrolled the city relentlessly, determined to find a reason for its' abandonment. They turned out to be fruitless. Some of my searches did bring about small successes, each in it's own time. The first was when I was looking through the largest building in town, undoubtedly the manor of some wealthy citizen, and stumbled upon a secret staircase leading into the depths below. Using some rotting cloth and a stick, I made myself a torch, and descended. What I found amazed me. At the bottom of the stairwell, a door awaited me. I turned the knob, surprised it wasn't locked, and entered the chamber. Light from torches, which were magically enchanted shine light without actually burning, hit my eyes. An enormous library stretched before me, with wraith-like beings floating among the stacks of books. My first thought was to run, surely this place was cursed, and my only salvation would be to flee. It was then that I realized that none of the ghosts even acknowledged my presence. Timidly, I took a step forward. Nothing. The beings, some which looked like humans, some like orcs, never even looked at me. I believe that I even saw a figure that looked like an elf. Still, I didn't wish to risk my life, so I left, my feet moving as fast as they could. My second discovery was another stroke of luck. In one of the armor shops, I found a steel sword, buried in ash in a weathered forge. Pulling it out, I found that the blade had yet rust. I immediately began exercising with it, as I was a bit rusty from my time spent away from using a blade. The skill came back quickly. I knew that my luck was increasing daily when I stumbled upon an outfit of clothing in a chest that was only half rotted. I patched them up as best I could, thankful that I had something other than leaves to protect me from the fierce wind that sometimes blew in off the bay. With regained courage, mostly due to the fact that I felt invulnerable with a sword in my hand, I ventured back to the hidden library. Once more I entered, and once more I was ignored. This time, though, I vowed I wouldn't run. I slowly made my way through the library, surprised at how big it really was. I must have spent almost fifteen minutes walking before I came to the end. In all that time, none of the beings noticed me. I felt at ease inside the room, confident that I was in no danger. I picked up a book, free of dust to my surprise, and went over to a comfortable looking chair. Sitting down, I began to read. I grew so caught up in the book that I lost all track of time, and eventually fell asleep. I was angry at myself when I woke up. Angry that I had let myself fall asleep so easily, in a place where danger could creep up on me. My mind thought back, and I realized that this was probably the safest place in the city. The beings would have done something to me by then if they had wished too. It wasn't long before I moved in for the duration of my stay. I spent the next year and three months in the library. I would venture out to check my snares and gather what fruits and water I needed, then go back into the dark recesses of my sheltered palace. I spent my days reading, practicing my with my sword, not to mention exploring the gigantic room. I tried different ways to communicate with the wraith like beings, but never to any avail. Something else that was happening in that library. Something that was happening within me. I had a feeling, of what I wasn't sure, but it kept building inside of me. Some days I thought I would burst, although I never knew why. On those days I stayed outdoors, where I would just run far and fast, until the feeling left me. I came to enjoy my solitude, became comfortable in my ways, not counting those days where my nerves became frayed. I figured that I could spend my next nineteen years there, reading and relaxing. It was something that I came to accept. It had been almost a year and a half since I had even spoken with an intelligent being. Needless to say, I was very surprised when I received a visitor. [/QUOTE]
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