Post by ProphetAssassin on Apr 30, 2012 21:11:43 GMT -5
Day 1
I've decided to leave Larkwood. I realize that my destiny is not to be a hunter but to be a master scholar. It's always been my dream to learn magic. I've made my decision, I shall tell all my friends I'm leaving... I'm not sure how ill tell Valamor... I don't even know how to start to tell him. He wouldn't understand why I need to go.
*Aradroth closes his journal and goes to sleep without saying a word to Valamor.*
Day 2
I told all of them. Merrian, Lucrum, Aeariel and Talyn all know I'm leaving. There's only one person left to tell. My brother... I don't know if I will tell him. He would want to come. No. He would feel he needed to come. He would not want to... Yes I've decided. I will leave without telling him. I'll ask Lucrum to speak with him after I've gone. Maybe he can get him to understand why. Lucrum is quite persuasive... I don't know. I just don't Valamor leaving all his goals just to clear his conscious of leaving me like he did when we were children. It wasn't his fault he left to train. I guess I'll worry about it tomorrow...
*Aradroth closes his journal and starts reading a book on the art of channeling when a single tear drops out of his eye.*
Day 3
I'm leaving today. I already spoke to a trained Syccan Scholar by the name of Xevian Artex. He agreed to help me free of charge. I'm not sure why but I don't really care.. its free. I kind of feel bad about not telling Valamor. He's off mining and I plan to leave before he gets back. I hope he understands that I had to leave... I had to... I'll be back soon though. Hopefully stronger than ever. I have to travel to Viventor by tomorrow. I hope I'm successful.
*Aradroth puts his journal in his travel pack and walks excitedly down the road leaving Larkwood.*
Day 4
Today was my first day of arcane training. The teacher is very strange and distant... but very good none the less. He had me throwing fireballs within a day. I'm quite proud of my progress. He mentioned something about a dream test next week. because I was doing so good. He said if I pass I'll be promoted to journeyman. He also told me I need to stop writing. He said I can't focus on my studies if im writing. I guess he's right... It's just that sometimes I feel writing is all that keeps me from breaking down...
*Aradroth puts a firm leather binding around the book and puts it in his backpack.*
Day 8... I think
I've been in the spirit realm for acouple of hours... I think. It could be weeks. I think I'm losing my sanity in here. There's fire and demons blocking my path at every turn... I'm not sure what to do... I think I'm going to die in here. I've had alot of close calls... I havent eaten for hours...or days...or weeks... or months... I'm not sure. I'm honestly not sure anymore... I have decided one thing in here... this is Hell. I've questioned suicide. Many times actually. I think death is the only thing out of here. I don't know what to do anymore. All I know is that this is all that Syccans fault. That Damn Syccan did this to me! I'm going to gut him if i get the chance! If i dont get killed first... Or if I don't kill myself first... Wait. What's that noise?... I'm going to go check it out... I'll write when I get back.
*the rest of the pages are ripped and torn with blood when Xevian enters the dream realm to find Aradroth... Aradroth is nowhere to be found...*
I've decided to leave Larkwood. I realize that my destiny is not to be a hunter but to be a master scholar. It's always been my dream to learn magic. I've made my decision, I shall tell all my friends I'm leaving... I'm not sure how ill tell Valamor... I don't even know how to start to tell him. He wouldn't understand why I need to go.
*Aradroth closes his journal and goes to sleep without saying a word to Valamor.*
Day 2
I told all of them. Merrian, Lucrum, Aeariel and Talyn all know I'm leaving. There's only one person left to tell. My brother... I don't know if I will tell him. He would want to come. No. He would feel he needed to come. He would not want to... Yes I've decided. I will leave without telling him. I'll ask Lucrum to speak with him after I've gone. Maybe he can get him to understand why. Lucrum is quite persuasive... I don't know. I just don't Valamor leaving all his goals just to clear his conscious of leaving me like he did when we were children. It wasn't his fault he left to train. I guess I'll worry about it tomorrow...
*Aradroth closes his journal and starts reading a book on the art of channeling when a single tear drops out of his eye.*
Day 3
I'm leaving today. I already spoke to a trained Syccan Scholar by the name of Xevian Artex. He agreed to help me free of charge. I'm not sure why but I don't really care.. its free. I kind of feel bad about not telling Valamor. He's off mining and I plan to leave before he gets back. I hope he understands that I had to leave... I had to... I'll be back soon though. Hopefully stronger than ever. I have to travel to Viventor by tomorrow. I hope I'm successful.
*Aradroth puts his journal in his travel pack and walks excitedly down the road leaving Larkwood.*
Day 4
Today was my first day of arcane training. The teacher is very strange and distant... but very good none the less. He had me throwing fireballs within a day. I'm quite proud of my progress. He mentioned something about a dream test next week. because I was doing so good. He said if I pass I'll be promoted to journeyman. He also told me I need to stop writing. He said I can't focus on my studies if im writing. I guess he's right... It's just that sometimes I feel writing is all that keeps me from breaking down...
*Aradroth puts a firm leather binding around the book and puts it in his backpack.*
Day 8... I think
I've been in the spirit realm for acouple of hours... I think. It could be weeks. I think I'm losing my sanity in here. There's fire and demons blocking my path at every turn... I'm not sure what to do... I think I'm going to die in here. I've had alot of close calls... I havent eaten for hours...or days...or weeks... or months... I'm not sure. I'm honestly not sure anymore... I have decided one thing in here... this is Hell. I've questioned suicide. Many times actually. I think death is the only thing out of here. I don't know what to do anymore. All I know is that this is all that Syccans fault. That Damn Syccan did this to me! I'm going to gut him if i get the chance! If i dont get killed first... Or if I don't kill myself first... Wait. What's that noise?... I'm going to go check it out... I'll write when I get back.
*the rest of the pages are ripped and torn with blood when Xevian enters the dream realm to find Aradroth... Aradroth is nowhere to be found...*
