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Zevandir's Adventure
zevandir
Today is the day I begin this journal, but not the day I started my adventure. ::Let me start from the beggining, It was a nice day, and Laurelin seemed to be without room for adventure. So I set off. ::I set off with my armour and weapon, basic tools and some food, plus my tent of course, My journey also had a very distinct purpose. The world of mortals and feeble beings was growing o So my quest was to discover the homes of the Ascended and the Undead, or die trying. So after visiting my home and friends in Kramoroe, I began walking along the King's Road. I saw no bandits, so my walk passed quickly, and before long, I arrived at Alstion. This is a sma ll town, close to the borders of Oren, and there was little for me there. Continuing on it began to rain. Seeking shelter, I ran for a huge tower. THe prison tower of winterfell. A man there sheltered me before giving me directions to the city of the Ascended. However, these directions were vague, and I chose to ingore them and continue on towards where I hoped the outpost of the Undead might be. I passed many small huts and a large castle, but the outpost of the Undead remained elusive. I am injured now, and slightly scared. I have slain many spawn of Iblees, but it is time to start heading for home. My supplies are dwindling, and I feel hoplessly lost. It is only the sun that guides me now. I cannot remember the number of nights I have spent in this frosted land, and I feel that I get no closer regardless of the steps I take. It is a hopeless journey, and yet one that fills me with dread. I fear I shall have no more luck with finding the Ascended city. Maybe it is time to settle down, and stop this strange wondering and travelling. I am currently running along a mountain spin, with vast plains on either side. The view is amazing but night falls, and I long for my treetop home. :: ::I have made very little progress today, crossing but a small ocean and a ridge of hills. It is due to my sickness, I believe, I was greatly injured a few nights ago, trying to steal precious hours of travel. I paid for that with a weeks rest, and now I have decided to order this journal. As such I shall write tomorrow night's entry with a different format, in the hopes a reader of my journal amy better understand my adventures. ::Day 12 ::Thank the God and all the Aenguls of the sky! I have found a hut! I must be nearing civilization! It shall not be long now before I can resume my search for the city of the Ascended I sleep now, but soon I shall awake to continue on to my destination. ::Day 15 ::My journey has come to nothing, I arrived at my old camp, a thousand miles from where I started. I shall search again, but not today.