Role

Chapter 1

The Sun Touches the Horizon
Added Sat Dec 16 09:08:24 2023 at level 9:

Braughe (pronounced BrahHe) was born east of where the maps end
east of the Volcano. He ancestors fled the swamps to the west,
escaping the thrall of hell found mages. Although his peoples
racial memory was long, it was the evil that they were more than
their magecraft that lingered in their lore. He grew up in a
valley surrounded by mountains, free to roam the forests and
glades amongst wild rivers and serene lakes. He gloried in the
growth and fecundity of these precious lands and left little
of his presence about to change it.


Braughe grew up well able to hunt and fend for himself, spending
long days away from the clan deep in the forests and mountains
to the west. One day he took a step further and found himself
peeking through the branches at an ancient elf sitting by a
fire in the late evening preparing a hare for a meal. When he
spoke Braughe nearly jumped, for the voice was beautiful and
felt old and wise to his ears. "Come, child, sit by the fire and
share a meal with an old being" he said. Braughe slowly rose and
entered the small glade and stood staring at the elf. The ancient
smiled and swung his arm to a spot on a log across from the fire.


Braughe spent a year with the elf learning that he was once an
adventurer as he spoke at length of Thar-Eris and the sun within
woodlands and the conflicts with civilzation that occurred beyond
these lands. Braughe breathed in each word, slowly leaving his
clan behind. One day the elf said that he was going where Braughe
could not follow. That Braughe need find his place in this world
for himself. Saddened, Braughe moved further west into the lands
seeking to learn and experience all that he can of the world.