Role

Chapter 2

------------- Journal of Parandalia Amberfoot ----------------
----------------------- Chapter 2 ---------------------------

Things continued on in this manner for a time. My parents'
relentless search for arcane secrets lost to time was our
obsession. I say 'our' because I was soon lost in it as well.
Some of what we discovered was so powerful, I was not even
allowed near it. In such times, I was allowed to drift off on
my own for a bit. Being so young, my mind was free of most
judgements and biases of this world. As we traveled, I was able
to see the various factions of this world and their strive for
power, money, freedom, peace, destruction, etc. I also
witnessed those innocents who were caught-up in the fighting.

I remember very vividly a time when my parents and I were
forced to hide in a crate as the forces of light and dark
clashed outside. The fear is what I remember most. Being afraid
of what might happen. Fear of losing my parents. After it was
all over, I remember being angry. Angry at both sides for their
senseless fighting. Angry at them for the countless dead upon
the groud, and angry at them for endangering the lives of myself
and those I loved. Being so young, I was simply not accustomed
to this world. I still had much to learn...

We continued in our travels, and our search for years. That
is until I was 14. In the spring of my 14th year, my parents
recieved a letter telling them of some artifact that they had
been searching for their entire careers. I remember their
excitement, and the spark in their eyes. This was the only
time that I was not allowed to join them in their quest. I
was left with a family friend in Udgaard. I remember, quite
vividly, as they walked out of the southern gate. My mother
turned to me and smiled. The most beautiful smile I've ever
witnessed. Then she turned, and they left. That was the last
time either of them were ever seen or heard from again.