Lost in Fallien - P1 - Open

[Taskmienster]

A cluster of worlds, it was an odd way to describe a world I thought. I was not sure exactly what that meant. My understanding of the world was only what my mom had taught me, or what I had gleaned from the small hamlet of Tastow in Scara Brae growing up. As far as I knew, there were islands of people and multitudes of different races of people. Some were nice and some were mean, but it was hard to tell which and it did not quite matter on the race as much as the person. Up until a week ago, I had never even been more than twenty miles away from Tastow.

Then the priest and paladin came to my home and called me evil and tried to take me away. They had treated me like I was a bad person for being alive, but I didn’t even know them. The last thing I remember is accidentally having magic spring from my hands to defend myself. Then my mom yelled for me to escape and as I tried to escape my body was wracked by pain and suddenly I was in a world of heat and a sense of anger, then in a desert.

I shook my head to try and get rid of the thoughts of my mom reaching out for me and instead clenched my teeth hard enough for my canine’s to dig into my lips. With a sign I looked back to Lilith. “What about yer backgroun’? Surely you can remember whatcha were doin’ before ya got here?”