My first hunts were to places that now seem so mild, but when I was younger, were challenging, even fearful for me. One such was the Undine hut. I spent many hunts there with D’Ead and Fafnir, Lamprey and various … Continue reading
Folk in Puddleby were remarkably kind to me when I first arrived. Within my first few days, I met Geotzou, who showed me how to use a sunstone, and how to toggle for help is I fell somewhere alone. I … Continue reading
After my decision to become a fighter, I spent endless days hunting rats in the fields and towers. Now and then some kindly and more experienced fighters and healers would take me to the Undine Hut or to the Myrm … Continue reading
My earliest days in Puddleby were difficult. On Gradi, day 34 of Summer, 578, I wandered into town, dazed and unsure, and found my way into a seeming safe garden to rest. Without realizing my danger, I stumbled into a … Continue reading
I am ready to write of my life as an exile. I will reach back into memory and try to catch up. The first sorry months will be condensed to spare readers the pain and tedium I survived.