Ariese: Created page with "As the adventurers sat down around the fire to eat their trail rations all eyes turned to the man that had agreed to carry Lorthos' body back to Winterhaven. He was tall, for a human, with a long scar over his left eye and without his armor on, it was easier to notice that he bore many other scars besides the prominent one on his face. From the scars one would expect him to be some sort of barbarian who charged into battle without a thought of injury or death, yet the..."

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Created page with "As the adventurers sat down around the fire to eat their trail rations all eyes turned to the man that had agreed to carry Lorthos' body back to Winterhaven. He was tall, for a human, with a long scar over his left eye and without his armor on, it was easier to notice that he bore many other scars besides the prominent one on his face. From the scars one would expect him to be some sort of barbarian who charged into battle without a thought of injury or death, yet the..."

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As the adventurers sat down around the fire to eat their trail rations all eyes turned to the man that had agreed to carry Lorthos' body back to Winterhaven. He was tall, for a human, with a long scar over his left eye and without his armor on, it was easier to notice that he bore many other scars besides the prominent one on his face. From the scars one would expect him to be some sort of barbarian who charged into battle without a thought of injury or death, yet the adventurers' noticed his speech suggested otherwise. He spoke with a slight elvish accent that had all but disappeared over what must have been many years of travel and adventures.

"So, what's your story?" asked Crow

"Where would you like me to start?"

"At the very beginning"

"Then so I will. I was born to the elves of the Lelyaie while they were traveling in the Gaoland forests. Born a human, even as a small child I felt like everyone was silently looking down on me. I never did feel entirely at home despite my parents' assurances that the rest of the Lelyaie cared for me just as much as they did. I could never stop noticing the differences between the other children and myself. While the other children grew lithe and wiry, I grew strong and tall. While they could hunt in the forests as quiet as a breeze through the trees, I often felt like a herd beast with them, and while they loved the woods and wilderness I loved visiting the towns and the cities.

So as soon as I was old enough and the Lelyaie had left the Goaland forests to head North for the Healink forests I departed from them in Krace to visit the cities there. I continued my travels into Ethasadril then up into Haelink where I visited some of the great Eladrin cities before continuing north into Tiban.

As I was traveling to one of the dragonborn cities it was my misfortune to come across a marsh created by the meeting of many rivers. With the river slowed in the marsh a great number of the undead were roving the area and I had to fight my way out. I barely made it out alive. I stumbled into a dragonborn camp half dead whose commander decided that anyone who could survive what I did must be worth the delay and let the cleric get to work healing me.

I found out from the cleric that the dragonborn had been one of the regular patrols from Gartok to keep the undead away from the city. And that the captain of this patrol intended to recommend me for training, if I wanted it, so I could join the patrols. I decided to accept his offer. So it was that I fought and trained with the Garvok patrols for several years before I decided to continue my visits and to head back East to visit the cities in Ginwil and Fornmidr which is when I came across all of you.

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