Post by EDM Entori on Feb 15, 2010 7:47:43 GMT -5
It has been 2 years since I've arrived in cormyr. truely I do not know why I stay, but it seems i am reminded often why one of the fathers voice is needed in these parts.
Unlike the high forest, it rains and snows in the winter here, the cold is not as deep however the tree's I do miss.
The kin as well are equally as strange as the weather, so as of this day I've decided to keep journal and my thoughts in order.
While there aremany kindred who honor the ways the father and the seldarine, it strains my heart to see so many that do not, while I know that many are young and their youth drives them to new ideals, I am still unused to one of the tel'quessir following human ways and human speech.
Those that do the kindred justice, I have found solice with, traveling with Alindariel a archer like few of evermeets best, but I shall not tell her that, Laellem her companion: he is different, he greives for himself and one he harmed in an act of passion so long ago, he's had a long road, I feel that corellon will guide him still, for his heart is forever one that will never give up on trying to recover for his deeds, there is no recovery, no going back but there is going forward.
then there are those that perk my interest, Such as the faern Legewiel. Shes unlike any wizard I've ever met, up beat, and cheery, reminds me of a flirtatous wood elf then any al'tel'quessur, especially of the high born mages. Perhaps that is why she's come to cormyr.
Then her companion, Nuvian. A wood elf from the high forest, is a strange one, he spent the last day telling me of his settlement, and that they -fear- magic. That he is untrusting of arcane magics and that they are unnatural. I am uncertain of this ones thoughts, or how he was raised, but I do not see it as corellons magic to be against nature, it is the very opposite. Magic is within us all.
but such are my thoughts on the 15th of the claws of winter.
Calduil
Unlike the high forest, it rains and snows in the winter here, the cold is not as deep however the tree's I do miss.
The kin as well are equally as strange as the weather, so as of this day I've decided to keep journal and my thoughts in order.
While there are
Those that do the kindred justice, I have found solice with, traveling with Alindariel a archer like few of evermeets best, but I shall not tell her that, Laellem her companion: he is different, he greives for himself and one he harmed in an act of passion so long ago, he's had a long road, I feel that corellon will guide him still, for his heart is forever one that will never give up on trying to recover for his deeds, there is no recovery, no going back but there is going forward.
then there are those that perk my interest, Such as the faern Legewiel. Shes unlike any wizard I've ever met, up beat, and cheery, reminds me of a flirtatous wood elf then any al'tel'quessur, especially of the high born mages. Perhaps that is why she's come to cormyr.
Then her companion, Nuvian. A wood elf from the high forest, is a strange one, he spent the last day telling me of his settlement, and that they -fear- magic. That he is untrusting of arcane magics and that they are unnatural. I am uncertain of this ones thoughts, or how he was raised, but I do not see it as corellons magic to be against nature, it is the very opposite. Magic is within us all.
but such are my thoughts on the 15th of the claws of winter.
Calduil