different than anyone elses. Then I began to participate more in the inner workings of my people, I was slowly going from the small, unimportant
role of child, to a more esteemed and dangerous role as an adult, but slowly.
As time went on, I was looked to more and more for my physical strength than my mental capabilities. No, I am not as dumb as I look, but I was not the most intelligent member of my band. I was given to an elder to become a pupil of his while we traveled, learning the various aspects of armed combat that my band knew of. He taught me how to use my body as a weapon, which
was especially helpful to me, being a scorpien.
After many months of travel, we came upon the city of Thrace, we had been to
this city many years earlier, when I was but a babe. This time however, we had the misfortune of being slowed down and seperated by a storm. Most of the scouts, myself included, got so turned around in the woods and the sheets of rain that by the time we heard the screams it was too late. You see, while we were away, our group had been ambushed by bandits, everything had gone wrong in the storm. The last person I found alive was my elder, the scorpien who had taught me so much, his last words were "Find the Fighters" and he passed away.
So not much time had passed when I found myself aboard a boat to Sable, intent on
finding the Fighters, and learning their ways, so that I may better protect those
I love and befriend. After training for some time, I was able to join the guild, now I train harder, push my body to its limits, and beyond. For I will not stop,for I am Drasoini, the Irontail.
