Born before the year of our lord, even I don�t know my age.
Son of Ansgar the Pot maker & Ileah the Bard. The skill of the Storyteller I have had since birth as my mother read to me from the day I was born. When I was a young man we were traveling, father sold pots and mother wrote stories that I read for those who would listen. One day a Warlord named Brochar attacked the village in which we were staying. Then and there I saw my parents slained by his army. The whole village was destroyed and I alone survived. I started wandering the land, with one single purpose, to find Brochar and kill him. As I was still too young to fight anyone I thought I should seek out someone who could teach me the art of combat. Then I remembered my mother�s story of an elder warrior that now lived a sequestered life. He was a friend of my parents and he might be able to train me.
I sought him out and spent 11 years studying all forms of teachings such as healing, combat styles and some sorcery. But he also taught me discipline and forgiveness. When younger I searched for a murderer seeking revenge. Now I am a grown man, and my aim is to do good. I travel the world, trying to help those who might need it or just to tell my mothers stories, keeping her work and memory alive. I do not know what I�ll do if I come across Brochar again. Only time will tell.
This is my story�. thus far. |
