Long it has been since I have traveled to the wondrous splendor of Tel'Ruid. I recall, years ago, when The Silver Arrow was but a humble stone tavern. Now, its true magnificence is seen in a tremendous structure adorned with striking plants, decorations galore, and an extraordinary conviviality. I know not how long I have been elsewhere, but that is of no consequence. Returning to Tel'Ruid brings immense satisfaction to my heart. I cannot describe how or why, but such delight is enough of an explanation for me...Many years ago, I left the lands of Brittania and traveled to a distant realm called Harvest. A wonderful experience it was, but I yearned for something else. Harvest was just another chapter in an endless story of unrest in my life...
There was a struggle inside me; a longing for answers I could never find... My adolescence was a blur. There are some recollections of my childhood, but they are just strewn, incoherent images. I vaguely recall a time when I was content. It was a utopia of untainted happiness. I crave to forever hold those distant thoughts and feelings. But alas, they slip away with each passing moment. It is a poison growing stronger as each sun sets. The more of the past I lose, the more pain I feel...
I was the son of a noble. Addrodyn was his name. That is all he was to me, a name. I was never able to meet him. And my mother, Kaeglin, how is it that I know so little of her? What happened in my life? What went so awry that caused such grief? What happened to those pleasant memories I cherish so much? There is an eternal scar on my heart from this internal conflict...
All my travels have been dedicated to discovering what is hidden in my past. I used to be naive and afraid. How I hungered for answers, but how fearful I was of what they might bring. Now I have grown and learned of the world. I am prepared to face anything presented to me. The fear and apprehension are over. They have done no good. Now I come back to Tel�Ruid with hopes of better days ahead...