Role

Chapter 1

It was just another day in the city of Galadon, when Allaramen's mother
decided to go to the market with him in tow. He was just a toddler and this
was to be his first outing. He had almost mastered the art of walking and
standing, though he prefered sitting on the ground and tinkering with
whatever he found there. They walked from their home on the northern side of
town, Allaramen's father had invented quite a useful tool that polished
gemstones as well as ground them down to the perfect shape. It was all the
rage for jewelers of Seantryn Modan and Hamsah Mu'taz, until they realized
that it blew itself up after ten to fifteen uses. But the profits of the
invention let Allaremen's father move from the caves of Cragstone to the
prosperous city of Galadon. Thus hand in hand, his mother and he walked to
the market to see what the peddlers had brought. A stand with books from the
Libraries of Tir Tilath caught his mothers attention, and she stopped to
browse through them. Letting go of his mothers hand, while she was haggling
down the seller, he started to wander away. So engrossed was she in her
purchase, that she didn't even notice when the figure hopped out of a garbage
heap, and stuffed her son into his shirt, before shuffling back into the
garbage to look for more prizes.