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The Beginning. I am an Elf. I was born in the distant land called “Tuchola”, where I was raised by a mage The Grate Karlini. My childhood was peaceful and full of practice. Master Karlini was a very powerful fire magic master. When I grew up he has sent me to the “Order Of Fire”. Where my real adventure with magic began. Order Of Fire The thing that young fire acolytes do best isn’t even connected with fire or magic. You may wonder why. The answer is very simple. They don’t have the proper self control. When I began my training for the first two years I was cleaning rooms of older students, meditating on how to behave. I even was learning how to walk in a proper way. But years where passing by, I have been promoted to “older acolyte” rank, and steel I couldn’t cast any spells. The reason was very simple “Foolish brats you want to cast spells, because you are emotionally stable. HAHAHA and what about your power, is it also stable and do you even know any spells” this is the way our teachers explained us why we can’t doo magic. So we had to meditate, and read lots and lots of ancient scrolls and books. Again the training took us a few years, and finally we became apprentices. Each one of us got his master, unfortunately I got the toughest, meanest most demanding but most experienced and powerful mage in the whole land. His name was Dragor to be exact Mamfius Maguran Dragor. Being an apprentice. Being an apprentice of such man is not an easy task, sometime I thought that my day of work have had 48 hours. It was a very every hard time for me. Every day began the same way it was a nightmare. After 3 maybe 4 hours of sleep I had to run about 10 kilometers, than before my master woke up I had to practice spells and after that I had to assist Dragor when he was preparing mixtures. Night was my favorite part of the day, because he was showing me how to create and cast spells he thought me everything he knew and it was the non official part of my training. When my master was sleeping I meditated for an hour. As time flew I was getting stronger more agile and more powerful. After 20 years of training at master Dragor’s side he decided “You are ready to become Order Of Fire Priest”, and after a weak I went to the Order Of Fire monastery. Order Of Fire monastery. Where for another 10 years I was taught how to find herbs, and how to use them, even those poisonous, how to serve Magmus the fire god, Shaira the light goddess, and Gaia goddess of nature. My apprenticeship at the monastery mainly concentrated at rituals and magic devoted to the gods. When I ended the training I was sent to the Cegcyn Order Of Fire facility to aid them. I have spent there 30 years. Cegcyns Order Of Fire Facility At first it was interesting and noble to help people in times of despair, hunger and suffering, but as time flew it became very dull, so I asked the High Council to transfer me to the capitol city. I have waited whole year for their answer but it was negative. I felt lonely and abandoned most priests left the town seeking adventures in other lands, meanwhile I was making healing potions for lady’s that ate rotten food or for a peasant’s that fell from ladder’s, sometimes a wounded hunter came to me for some bandages. Ahhh I almost forgot about the rituals, yes I have made hundreds of them, mostly on graveyards, some in houses for dying family members and only hmm let me think ahh yes only 10 rituals where dedicated for new born baby’s. Through 30 years only 10 baby’s. Cegcyn was becoming a ghost town. 30 years I had to wait, very long, cold and lonely years, but I got a letter from High Council that said I am being transferred to the capitol. The capitol city of Tuchola “Tuchola” Many years I have waited for that moment. Ahhh yes many years. Of course my duty’s here where the same as in Cegcyn but I was able to speak with lots and lots of people. I was making mixtures for so many diseases, I could feel the life the population and I fell in love. She came to me for advice, she was a young acolyte of Order Of Fire. Her dark Blond hair, blue eyes and her beautiful voice. Ahhh she was out sanding. I stood in front of her like a statue, and for a while I was even thinking that she is a dream, but she was real. As we spoke about her problems and doubts, fortunately for me she also felt something. I was hoping it is the same thing that I feel, and my pairs where listened. After her training we got married. At that time I was promoted to rank of High Priest of The Order Of Fire. It was a great job. I was always near Kate, I have devoted my life to love her and for that I was going to be punished. It was like a dream come true. Me and Kate together. Now this sounds silly but then I felt like a god I could move mountains for her. Four years after our wedding she gave birth for our son. As the scrolls said we as priest of the Order had to make a special ritual in the depths of the Northern Forest. We have done as the ancient writings said, we’ve went to the shrine with mandragora roots we have started the fire and began to prey. Couple minutes after midnight we have heard a terrible scream from the depth of the forest, but we couldn’t stop praying, about ten minutes later a gigantic Troll run out of the bushes, grabbed Kate ripping her into two pieces, he had stopped and looked at me with a horrible smile on his face, that smile haunts me in my dreams even now. I don’t remember what happened after that, next day I woke up locked in a prison cell accused of unbearable crimes. They told me that I killed the sacred being “The Black Troll” and destroyed half of the Northern Forest. High Council wanted my head but thanks to Master Dragor I was spared and sentenced for eternal banishment. The banishment I must say that after I left Tuchola I have had some rough life experience. Twenty years of journey seemed like eternity, when I was crossing fields that day was darker than night, and sun rays where cold as ice, sorrow filled my heart. As I walked through forests that beauty I can’t describe rage filled my body. Sleeping, eating roots, healing wounds of unknown travelers became my new routines. I am Loralavandrel, I was saying in thoughts, I am here to survive, I must walk, and I must find my destiny. About two weeks ago I entered a strange field, it was so peaceful and quiet, at first I thought “what a nice place” but after a weak I was afraid to breathe the air that surrounded me. The silence was terrifying, I thought that even wind is afraid to blow in that place, nothing ever moved or maybe I was standing in one place, but no, after a few days of walking I came out of that silent hell. As I walked further I came across some strange dressed people that I couldn’t understand, their language was familiar but in some way so difficult to decrypt, so I went further until I reached a strange Paper Cabin. And there I understood, that I finally reached place that I was looking for. Place where I can find new life, new friends and new hope. MD realm As I walked deeper in to the land I have met strangest people, I had to fight a strange creatures made of “liquid dust” I have met a strange girl that wanted to play a game and I was locked up in wooden box. At first I thought it is a dream but as I followed the events some things where made clear enough to consider them as facts. After I left the strange box and possessed carnival, I walked forward. While walking onward I passed willow shop with two rough guards, unfortunately for them I wanted to enter the shop so now they are dead. I have discovered that my power here is greater than ever. As I walked further I came across a strange structure called Wind’s Sanctuary. I entered it and I have found very interesting places there. First I went to the armory after that I have visited alliance HQ, and on the bottom floor I came across a place where u can find me. Yes The Winds Tavern. Latest Events I went to visit my friend I a distant town. As I entered the city I felt that something has changed, but I didn’t put any attention to what I have felt. As I was walking down the street I saw a Place where I could make a tattoo. I always wanted to have one, so I have entered the shop. It was pretty cozy so I sat down waiting for the Tattoo Maker. He came after a couple of minutes it seemed strange to me because he also was an elf. He had long blonde hair brown eyes and his skin color was similar to mine, you can say he was my twin brother. I picked a beautiful tribal face tattoo. He was surprised by my choice, as the drawings made on face cause terrible pain he gave me a painkiller potion. I drank it and suddenly I felt asleep. When I walked up I was not wearing my robe but some black armor, instead of my staff I had a sword, and what’s more important I was on a street not in the shop. First thing that I thought of was “I need to find that shop”, so I ran to the place where the shop was standing but that parcel was empty. I was frustrated and angry. So I went on a bear to the nearest tavern, when I went everyone looked at me with a grim on their face, as I sat down I heard someone whispering something about a Drow. At first I did not understand what a Drow could do here, so I ordered a bear but the bartender said “we don’t serve your kind here” and he showed me the door. Even more frustrated I walked out and. “I’ll go to Kawka” I thought, and I went to my friend. When I got to his flat it was getting really dark outside. I knocked on his doors, Kawka opened them and then suddenly closed them with a big bang. I got really furious so I turned away and went straight to a hotel. The owner was not very happy to see me but he rented me a room for one night. When I walked in to the room I went straight to bed. I have slept the whole night. The sun light woke me up and then I realized that not only my clothes and weapons changed. I had white hair, and very pale skin. When I found a mirror in my bag I looked in it and saw a dark elf’s face with a black as heart of night tattoo on his chick. Ahhh I was angry and suddenly I saw that the tattoo is changing, not only his color but he changed it shape as well, as I was getting more angry and frustrated it began to glow with an aura that color was similar too blood. I ran down the stairs paid the bill for the room and ran straight home. As I left the city I ran in to an old witch that gave me a strange mask that covered only half of my face. Exactly that half where the tattoo was, it seemed strange but things couldn’t got worse, so I have putted on the mask and nothing happened. The journey back to Wind’s Sanctuary took me 2 days. I  |
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