A different life {historical}

by Hildar Stormchild

I never thought it would happen, that I would find myself alone. I thought that The Kaneth would stay true to the Everstorm, but even my hard work and the great leadership of Drura of the White Sky could not keep them from straying. Even she eventually left to build a home in the lowland villages; it was getting harder and harder to survive as our numbers dwindled. My heart broke that day. As she looked into my eyes I could see a strange mixture of shame and pity, and a good amount of blame. After all, it's the job of a tribe's druid to guide them spiritually, so their leader can keep them true.
So, if anyone ever ends up reading these muddled words, that's who I used to be. Now I sit in a murky tavern with my new book and ink. Maybe this will be the only time I write, but hopefully this helps me keep track of where I'm going, and who I used to be. And if I starve to death in a ditch or bleed out in a back alley of these huge and stinking towns, perhaps it'll serve as some sort of explanation.

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A different life {historical}
Winter 1146AR

Hunting {historical}
Spring | 1147AR

Laws {historical}
Spring || 1147AR

Working, after a fashion {historical}
Autumn, 1147AR

Autumn leaves {historical}
Autumn, 1148AR

A friend {historical}
Summer, 1150AR

Spring storm {historical}
Spring, 1151AR

Strange people
1152AR |

Jackalware
1152 AR

Caves, Trees, and Hallucinations
1152 AR

Faliures and potions
1152 AR

Fear and fighting
1152 AR

Greed
1152 AR

Trying not to think about it and failing
1152 AR

Dice and near-death
1152 AR

Law and chaos
1152 AR

A force for change, and the same again
1152 AR

Around and down
1152 AR

Lure and Leader
1152 AR

Knives and Teeth {interlude}
1152 AR

Dragons and Other Things
1152 AR

A different life {historical}

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