((OOC Note: This generally is Braigion's thoughts for the last few Role-Play sessions that have occurred. Not really a diary (since he can't read or write (yet), but reflecting of what has happened so far, which is kind of like a diary thing, right? There is not much other place for me to put this so... :l sorry for misuse of 'What kind of Adventure is this?'))
'I never expected the two wanderers, whom have named themselves-at least, to my understanding-‘Rendis and ‘Golf, to lead me to a canyon…the two heavily garbed elves at the entrance gave me an odd look as I followed my new companions at a distance. The sight of large, awe instilling, strange carved rock somehow managed to make me flee to the forest patch below by the river. The tall rocks seemed to be used like the Men in the East…’shelter’ they call it…but why are these shelters more marvelous?’
‘I did not see ‘Rendis again until after the bright circle that comes out in the twilight made its course twice…she seemed relieved, but certainly has a delight of making me uneasy. Is this what many of the Higher Ones do? Get on another’s nerves? What if there is a dire situation? Surely all the ‘fun’ ends then…Hardly still I understood ‘Rendis’ words, though somehow…the mention of seeing more of her people arose curiosity, but my fear still was strong…yet I pushed through and followed her. The crossing over the water was a new sight…this structure, a ‘bridge’ they call it. I felt like a fool being afraid of it, yet my mind was, and still is, clouded and weary. I did not like being exposed so in the night…eyes could be everywhere! Even from the tall foundations of stone and other fruits of the Earth…and seeing others in the distance I had retreated to being concealed by a nearby tree. ‘Rendis seemed both amused and frustrated…but what else does she expect? All this is too alien for me to understand at the moment. Thrice she tried to get me to look at the others in the distance, but I felt unwell and ignored her…she left then.’
‘Only a bit later ‘Golf came to the tree. He mistook me for someone else, I understood little-again…he climbed the tree as well, being awfully close, and I dared breathing. He got flustered seeing it was me…and when I raised my suspicions about there being traps and me holding a dagger, ‘Golf grew anxious and stuttered. He calmed though, eventually…when he finally understood what I was trying to say, at least in my best ability with their foreign tongues, he calmed down…and started to attempt reasoning with me about going into the main building afar, for food and assistance with my weakness. Am I to be expected to adjust so quickly? ‘Golf and ‘Rendis have not brought harm to me yet…but the last experience with any of our kind ended with me being threatened to be killed…which only just recently happened again…’Golf eventually gave in to the argument and went to bring food, and he leapt off the tree.’
‘Some of those that walked by took slight note of my presence, though being hidden by the leaves…One, though, with a small wolf-or something that looked like one, took more note and stayed. The little wolf alerted her to my presence, and I went still. We merely stared at each other for much of the encounter, the she-elf speaking things, and I only pinpointed out a few things in her speech…she was concerned about my injury to my arm from the great bear. I spoke nothing still, and eventually the she-elf sat at the base of the tree. I leapt down on the other side of the tree, and ran off back across the bridge back into the forest patch…I was unsure if I should have felt glad or shamed to leave the she-elf…yet I wanted to be alone.’
‘During the fourth night in the Valley I had begun to take some matters into my own hands…I at times went towards the bank of the river and drank as much as I was able to, since the water ran fast…and I tried to clean my wound as best as possible, yet I felt too ill to do much. I went back to the tree near the stone road; enough to watch people cross the bridge, yet enough to not be exposed…’Golf found me, carrying a basket. There was bread and some fruit in it, however, I stayed still against the base of the tree…and ‘Golf began to eat in front of me, but eventually nudged the basket to me…I took it and ran to the opposing side of the tree and began to eat. ‘Golf was humming for a while, and I spoke my second name to these ‘wanderers’ at last. I had considered giving one of the contents from the basket back…I did not need to hoard it all to myself. I threw it at ‘Golf…but when I turned to look it seemed I managed to hit him in the face, and I felt ashamed-I had no intention on hurting him. Silence fell between us again…I felt light headed, and the next thing I knew was I was lying on the ground. ‘Golf questioned me, and I realized that my mouth was dry…he went off and brought water to me. I drank most of it and dumped the rest on my head to relieve the heat…’Golf left though, and I eventually fell into oblivion again.’
‘It was so peaceful for a while…then ‘Rendis came and arouse me from my sleep. I did not know who it was at the time, and I leapt up like there was a wild fire coming straight towards me and up the tree. She appeared amused and laughed…and I almost felt mocked. She had brought more food, it appeared…but I did not come down immediately. She began to lay out the contents and started to eat-much like ‘Golf did. I eventually began to climb down…but stopping midway I felt weak, and rolled onto the ground. ‘Rendis was confused and she merely stared, and I stared at her back. Eventually we began to engage in broken converse…she questioned why I did not trust her. Somewhere in the back of my head; instinct, keeps me from coming so close. A childhood wish came true for me…yet it is so overwhelming to take in all this at once. Something kept me from accepting this…I am not sure what though. Fear of being known as the odd one, perhaps, or being shunned and driven to the Wilderness again? She assured me, and then left…and I took the contents of the basket up the tree and ate.’
‘I can remember little of the recent event…feeling tired, dizzy, and confused. All I can remember is ‘Rendis and another, a Higher One tall and proud, who had two names…Lachnon or along that line. He knocked me out of the tree I was pinned in, when ‘Rendis said he would not come up. We fought…then everything faded; only now I can recall the music and ease surrounding me when I came to, and the immense throbbing of my head, and the displaced shoulder of my already wounded arm. Whatever happened then, it is a massive haze, since I fell to oblivion yet again soon after. The current state, where I am being held in…it is a lovely sight, yet I am afraid of seeing anyone or going out of the chamber, not only because I am weak…Have I done something wrong to be beaten senseless? Will I always be an outsider? Will I ever find a place where I can fit in...?’
