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Chapter 3

-------------- Journal of Parandalia Amberfoot ---------------
------------------------ Chapter 3 --------------------------

The 3 or 4 years following their disappearance were filled with
worry, fear, depression, and anger. Years I do indeed wish I
could forget. Search parties were sent out. Dogs were given
pieces of clothing to sniff-out, magical devices were used to
divine their whereabouts, and detectives were even employed.
Nothing. Not even one clue. You see, my parents guarded their
secrets closely, and no one even know where they were headed.
All I was left with was speculation. To this very day, I've
found not one clue as to there whereabouts.

As you can understand, their disappearance left me with nothing.
An emptyness that I cannot describe. I had no one. For years
I struggled. Not just financially, but emotionally and physically.
I stopped eating. I stopped wanting to live. Though I could
never get something my father once said to me out of my head.
He said "To live is to struggle, and we are all a part of it."
For some reason, these words give me strength, and allow me to
feel a part of something greater. In time, I was able to pull
myself up from the despair I felt. I joined a guild and have
sense devoted my time to mastery of my craft.

I've also joined a group devoted to keeping the world in balance.
Nexus, we call ourselves. Servants of understanding, and Keepers
of Balance. This group also allows me the freedom to pursue
achademic and arcane ventures. They have given me the fellowship
I'd lost over the years. Acceptance that I so desired. I could
never thank them enough for that. In time, I too shall take up
the mantle of my parents and search this world for what was lost.
Should I learn more of their disappearance through this, then fine.
Though, if not, I shall not be detered. For as I look up into the
sky right now, I can see thirteen geese flying south... Perhaps
there is a bit of luck in my future.