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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 2298876" data-attributes="member: 188">"Yes, mustn't impinge upon the idyllic existence of the villagers, lest it force them to think for themselves... Torm's Eyebrows, I must count myself fortunate enough that I was left on the doorstep of the Temple as a baby, for my chances of growing up so cloistered as this would be one in two, or worse. And can we just get on with it!"Fendric's grumbling brings a chuckle to Hiritus. "We'll get this done, and be on our way. But you never told me before; you never knew your parents?"Fendric returns the smile. "And does this give you insight into me that you otherwise would not have? Yes, it is true. I am elven by half, I know not which half, a foundling at infancy, raised entirely by the Temple, which by now may be a smouldering ruin with no survivors, and my one of my first employments was to wash and mend Sunshine over there, the very one, after he had beaten some other man to a pulp. For sport.There it is, Brother, my life story - I shall compose my memoirs on a pamphlet, forthwith!"Hiritus looks at him, confused and a little bit taken aback."Worry not, Brother, I say this not because I regret my own circumstance, but because at this moment, I see people to whom I may possibly be related, and it shames me that they should be so insular and regimented. I wish, then, as you said, to 'get this done' and then leave. Nothing more. Come to think of it, I should hope that if my parent was of this tribe, he or she was cast out for daring to live better than a golem..."Hiritus reaches over to pat Fendric on the shoulder, and they continue to ride along.</blockquote>

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