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A scholar who sought the mysteries of far-off lands.

== Backstory ==
=== Ayaru 14, 3389 ===

To all who are reading this, this is the journal of Terek de’ Saber, prospective druid and scholar. My occasion for writing is the occurrence of my one-hundredth birthday, which technically started about an hour ago. My father said something to me yesterday that made me want to do this, he told me “Son, when you’ve lived as long as I have, your memories are one of your most treasured possessions. Make as many as you can, and keep them with you for as long as you live. Both good and bad, memories will help guides you in life. They lend themselves to wisdom, knowledge, and maturity- all things you are lacking at this moment.” See? I can quote my dad verbatim, five hours after the fact. I’m writing this so, hopefully, I can record some memories, some events to be treasured in their entirety. That knowledge, wisdom, and maturity my dad mentioned? I want all of that.

=== Ayaru 15,3389 ===

Well, true to my words last night/morning, I’ve made myself some memories. For my birthday present, my mother told me, proudly, that she was going to train me in the way of the druids. I will be able to study the forces of nature; earth, air, fire, water, and all their complex interactions with the universe as we know it. I also have a knack of sorts for potio-nmaking, something my mother was proud to point out as a druidic skill greatly desired. Not to be outdone, my father gave me something special too. He introduced me to an air elemental, Belethor. He mentioned to me that a good wizard, or even a druid, needs a good companion. Here’s the best part-I got to talk to an elemental! It was a FANTASTIC opportunity to use the Auran I’ve been studying, I mean, he wasn’t that smart, so it was hardly scintillating conversation, but I got to speak a language that I’d never really used practically before. Belethor is now going to be my druid companion, and my mother will train him and me together, so that I can become a true druid, and hopefully he’ll get a little smarter!

=== Ayaru 2, 3391 ===

Today was my mom's 250th birthday, and for her birthday, we went and visited with her grandparents (and my great-grandparents), Pardacius and Livi. For the first time I can remember (mom says [[Nairo]] was there when I was born), I got to meet Godyr. Mom introduced me to Livi, and told her that I was training to be a druid. Great-grandma Livi smiled, gave me a hug, and told my mom something I remember to this day. She said, "Liarra, I believe this son of yours will make an excellent druid...he'll change the world, this one." Then, after the birthday celebration, she led me into what must've been Pardacius' library, and gave me one of her books on alchemy. It's one of my most treasured possessions-for several reasons. Maybe someday, I'll get to actually meet Nairo too...

=== Abu 3, 3394 ===

Hmmm… I guess I should preface today’s entry with some information about my family. My father, Brelen de’ Saber, is a wizard of no small renown, a man with great stores of knowledge, skill, and…will. My mother, Liarra de’ Garun, is a druid, a skillful healer and herbalist, who has an elemental companion of her own. Actually, my mother and father met when my father encountered my mother’s elemental, Araxis, and proceeded to get into an argument with it…my mother broke it up, and they didn’t tell me the rest, but…here I am. But I digress. My mother and father are…two very different people. Both are willful, skillful, and smart. My father, after seeing my talent for spellcraft, insists that I be trained as a wizard. My mother, who has been training me as a druid for a while now, insists I continue my druidic studies. They’ve been fighting for the past year or so, and my father just recently won. So, it would seem that I’m now to be trained as a wizard. Don’t get me wrong, I love to learn, and I have a natural affinity for magic, but…wizardry doesn’t really appeal to me. It’s not like I have a choice however. I guess I’m going to be a wizard…

=== Adaru 27, 3399 ===

Five years of wizardry, and I’m…less than content. I vastly enjoy reading all the literature my father has accrued, and I get to practice my alchemy more, but…my father has different ideas as to what a wizard is. He’s had me learn draconic, so that I can read his silly spellbooks. Those books seem to be filled with spells for blasting, burning, freezing, and shocking things into submission. Don’t even get me started on the necromancy spells…In fact, that spellbook caused a fight today. My father told me to memorize the first few spells, distasteful ways to weaken people with magic, and my mother overheard. She was furious. Right there, in front of me, they yelled at each other for what seemed to be hours. In the end, my mother suggested that I choose, and my father, who knew my affinity for “mom’s magical tomfoolery,” told me that I was a wizard at heart, and I would be nothing if I followed my mother. He proceeded to tell me, right in front of her, that she was an example of the weak and pathetic druids who, due to their unnatural focus on the “lesser elements of magic” would never get anywhere in the world. In short, he told my mom she was worthless. The fight ended there, but I don’t think my mother ever recovered. She cried every day until she died, less than a year later. Today is her funeral.

=== Adaru 28, 3399 ===

Yesterday we buried mom. She was born on Mondevai, on Ayland, so we buried her at the place of her birth. I believe my father is…ashamed of her. He buried her in the middle of nowhere, on the pretext of returning her to her family, where he says she belongs. The irony of that statement didn’t escape me. Strangely enough, I wasn’t angry at my father anymore. For the past few months, nothing he said has really affected me, because, for once in my life, I’ve made a plan. At the funeral, I told my father that I needed a few extra days to grieve. Knowing my “weakness,” he relented. He left me a way to return home when I was done, and insinuated that there was even more studying to be done. Little did he know that I wasn’t going back to see him today, and I won’t go back for awhile-“awhile,” meaning forever, if I can help it. I’m going to study to be a druid, like my mother wanted. I brought everything I need-food, water, clothing, my books, and Belethor. Now, finally, I might be able to chart my own course, and forge my own memories without my father’s destructive and possessive interference. Ironic, isn’t it…what he said to me all those years ago is the reason I’m shunning him today. I’m sure he would appreciate that.

=== 28 Tebetu, 3419 ===

It’s been a while since I wrote in this journal. I would say that a lot has happened, but that would be fudging the truth. After I left my father, I decided that I would train myself with the shifter inhabitants of the island, setting myself up as a healer of sorts. At first, the shifters didn’t really like me much-and it helped that the only shifter language I knew was from my book…but I learned. As the years went by, and my father didn’t come looking for me, I figured he knew what I did, and was fine with that. I’m sure he’s found himself a bright-eyed, smart young apprentice to learn his idea of wizardry…good riddance. Anyhow, I’m now the unofficial healer of this small village, which has recently been taken over by Halflings… who knows what they’re doing here. Yesterday, the Halflings brought one of their own in to see me, someone who had obviously been poisoned. I did what I could for the man, but the poison running through his veins was too strong for my skills, and he died this morning. After the commander learned of his death, he was furious, and ordered me to be put under “house arrest.” So, basically, I’m stuck here in this shack, unable to go find reagents for any of my potions, and I got these Halflings standing watch outside. Apparently, they have nothing better to do than to make sure the village healer won’t be helping anybody…

=== 5 Shabatu, 3419 ===

It's been quite a while since I last wrote. Adventuring with this group sure has made these past few weeks fly by...from the day [[Colm]] saved me from the Halflings, to the adventures in the mountain keep and the caves, it sure has been interesting times. I've gained a great deal of knowledge about other cultures and current events from these people. [[Aulis]] has taught me a new language, Celestial. Lieutenant [[Adlus]] has been most...demonstrative of what I can expect from Elves. And Colm, the Bard with a mysterious past and a powerful weapon...you never know, I might just see him again. The others, I don't think I'll even meet again, but Colm, who can say? He is a nice fellow, although, if he's consorting with [[Urien]], I don't think Great-grandpa Nairo's going to be very happy...oh well. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. At any rate, after our escapade at the shrine, I don't think I want to lead Adlus' forces near any of the other shrines...if Nairo wants them to go, he'll see to it that they get a guide. I don't think Great-grandma Livi would be very happy with a sacking, well-intentioned or not, of her shrine. I've got what I need to last a while...my books, druidic skills, and Belethor. It's time to sit down, and perhaps write out, in greater detail, what I've learned about these people. Who knows, maybe someone will stop by and fill me in on the rest of their escapades...I'm quite sure that they're all not quite done yet. To my new friends, if you're (somehow) reading this, good luck, and may Livi smile upon you!

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