The story of my life begins around the time when the Descendants arrived in Arcas. The 15th of Malin’s Welcome in 1705 was a sunny day. It was the day I was born. Since I can remember I lived with my dad and his mother in a little tree house in the forest near the city Tahu’lareh.
We, my friends and I, often played hide and seek in the treetops. I still love to climb to the top of the biggest trees and to enjoy the view up there.
My dad builds bows. When I was younger, I always watched him and wanted to learn it. And he showed me how to do it.
When I was sad, my grandma told me the story of Cerridwen, the mother and Cernunnos, the farther. I learned pretty fast how to read. It was the easiest way to make me happy. My Grandma just needed to give me a book and I was happy.
My mom died giving birth to me. I don’t know my mom but I always missed her. I still do, but my grandma did the best she could to make me feel loved. And I did. Time passed on and I continued reading and playing outside with. I often played with Sahjie. She was a wood Elv too and we were very good friend. Her parents owned a tavern. Travelers could rest on their way through the woods. We often ate there for dinner.
One day, about 10 years ago, we were invited for dinner again. It was Sahjies birthday. We had a lot of fun. There was also a group of travelers from all kinds of races. I had never seen a group of so different people in my life before. We talked a lot and had fun together. The Adults drank alcohol and everyone was happy. Those people didn’t stop drinking. They didn’t know their limits and overdid it. They drank more and more. And than they got angry. We felt unconfutable and decided to go to Sahjies room.
I don’t know what happened next.
The fire is all I remember.
I don’t want to think about it.
This was the day when I started to see danger almost everywhere.
Now I am older. I decided to travel to Irrinor and find out how it is. I want to find out who I am. Maybe I can overcome my fears.
