Baern's Journal
The season is that of the Mother Ellaselle and it is Waxing. I do not know the particular day, but I am sure Savin would have a complicated way of figuring it out. For now I will enjoy the season of Ellaselle. These are my contemplations as we are breaking camp before we investigate what has occurred in the ninety seven years that have occurred without us.
I write this and realize that to those that might read my writings inthe future the names will have little meaning if I do not put some sortof face to the name. Some introductions are in order. These are thecompanions I travel with:
There is Savin an Eladrin scholar and an accomplished wizard. He is always continually forwarding his understanding of arcane theoriesincluding his own. He is a very educated individual, maybe a eccentric,but what wizard is not? He has lived a life of relative privilege as atutor for Eladrin nobility. He is always interested in a conversation about advanced arcane theory that is well beyond most, and he has tosometimes be reminded his audience does not understand any of the termshe is using.
There is Vos. He is the eldest of two brothers that are compatriots inour motley crew. The eldest son in an Eladrin noble family, he has beentrained in advanced martial tactics as a noble officer. He is theapprentice of Savin, or it might be more correct to say Saving is histutor. Although quite capable in martial aspects Vos shares an interestin arcane aspects that is unusual on one of such martial training. Savin and Vos are two of the few individuals that can carry any sort ofmeaningful conversation about the advanced arcane theories that Savinloves so much. These conversations mean very little to one such asmyself, but they are obviously very knowledgeable and intelligentindividuals.
Olen is the younger of the two Eladrin brothers. Having surrendering his claim to nobility he has pursued the path of a holy knight. Somewhat reserved, he occasionally gets boisterous when in directcompetition with his brother Vos. Stoic, he does his best to protecteveryone from harm. As time passes, I suspect I will have moreobservations about Olen. For now, he is the reserved holy knight ofKurn, the Father. He wears his faith well.
Yulia is the first of the proud dragonborn I have met. A self proclaimed monster hunter; I do not doubt her claims for a moment. Wielding an axe and a longsword she will rush in to devastate a foe. Her knowledge of nature has been indispensable. She often is able tosupplement our rations with something more palatable. The pride shewears on her sleeve seems to be a common trait of her race from what I understand. It might be seen as haughtiness to some, but I assure youthat you will understand it is not after traveling with here a short time. Her unusual accent and martial prowess are valued greatly.
Finally there is myself, Baern. I am a missionary of Ellaselle the Mother. I am a dwarf, which might seem unusual in this band on mostly Eladrin. Eladrin typically revere Ellaselle which might explain thesituation. They irony of this is, I do not think any of my compatriots worship Ellaselle. Some of my writings may be coloured by my dwarvenheritage, but I do try and write truthfully. I pale in comparison to those I travel with. I will tend their ills, and facilitate theircuriosity about Ellaselle should they seek something more. I will protect them as I do my family. Ellaselle has blessed me beyond anyfantasy, and I, as a faithful subject, will not fail.As I wait for the water to boil for our breakfast I contemplate the...
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