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Bircalins book.
Crippledbaboon
I am mute. I cannot speak. I live in peace with the Ascended. Please do not harm me. As i mean no harm to you. Once you have finished reading this. Please return it to me. This book is my only means of communication. I once lived in Laurelin, with the elves, thinking they were the kindest of all people. However, one night my old companion, an elf. Left to meet a female elf for reasons unknown. I did not trust him. I followed, i listeneed to what they said, small talk altogether, but, i began to walk away. Thinking it was nothing, when my name was mentioned. They called me heartless. Said i cared not for others but only myself. They mocked me. So i left, i ran as far as i could, escaping them, grief-stricken. Abandoned by the only hope i had of a normal life once more. I found myself within deep wilderness. I remembered the Ascended city, Haven. I ran there, as fast as my feet could carry me. I made it eventually, I met Master Sage Riizu there, he told my how i could stay, for how long i do not know. And that is where i am. I have no destiny but to exist in this world. No means to live, nowhere to live a normal life again. Once i am asked to leave i do not know where i will go. Nowhere will accept me. Not even my own kin want me in their homes. Im desperately alone... I need to find someone, somwhere that will accept me. I must travel to the dwarven realm. It is the only other place i have not tried. I can only hope they do not kill me on sight. Human to Dwarf relations are not the strongest they could be recently. Once again, i may die here.. May the gods bless me. Bircalin, The Mute.