In Search Of Lost Memories

[Kanna]

I walked through the towns and traveled the road between Tethelin and Fayspires, hoping to find an answer. Would anyone recognize me? I am an Elvin druid, am I not? Surely someone would know my face. Wouldn't they?

As I walked alone, I looked at each passing Elf. I was one of them. So..why was it no one seemed to know who I was? What happened to my family? Where did they go? There were so many questions I needed answered. Yet, it seemed no one was able to. If they were, they certainly did not wish to share their knowledge of me with me.

Who was I, really? What was my true name? Time held no essence for me. It did not pass slowly or quickly. It simply passed, like a summer breeze that vanished as quickly as it came. My life...One long search to find my true identity. I would give almost anything to know the truth of my existance.

I was no fool; however. Delves had tried to trick me in the past. Mostly necromancers, promising that they could tell me the truth of my existance if I would help or serve them in one way or another. That is a price I am not willing to pay. To serve the dark elves in any way but to put them out of this world went beyond my principals. I would continue searching in my own village. Perhaps someone would recognize me eventually. I only hoped it was soon, for I was growing weary, and the burden of not knowing my past was weighing heavily upon mind, heart, and soul.

[Kanna]

Days of wandering in the lands of my people turned into weeks. Finally, I grew tired of waiting for someone to tell me who I was. I gathered the energies of nature, endowing myself with the spirits of my wolven brothers and casting a spell to turn my body invisible. I was still young in the ways of travel, I had yet to go farther than the city of the Gnomes.

I traveled along the coast line, following land marks I felt were familiar. I had been there before. Though I could not remember when, I somehow knew that I was traveling toward the human city of Freeport. I ran for a day without pause. As that day went by, I found myself thinking once again.

My mind soon became determined as I ran. I would no longer pine for what was lost to me. If someone, somewhere, recognized me, then I would let them tell me so. No longer would I let my lack of memory keep me from enjoying the life I had.

By nightfall my pace began to slow, and I realized that I was among the shores of the Teir'Dal. My pace slowed to a walk with this realization, and I began to watch my surroundings closely. After a while I stopped, tired from the constant running. I sat upon a large rock near the shore, wathcing the area around me and the now ever-falling fires. So long did I sit there, lost in my own thought, that I did not realize my invisibility had worn off, allowing anyone to see me.