Oh! beauteous forest
in all thy glory
Bring forth thine dwellers
To hearken to mine words
And hear this story.....

The fey they wait
with patient ease
and wonton pixies
hidden in trees
To hear thier Mistress tell
Adventures of Mythical magic
And ancient deeds.....

Ahhh! yes the beginning....oft I ponder it and wonder, how did I come thus far , mine eyes have  seen so much, yet I  remain as aloof as I am today...Magic is certainly my mainstay, how woudst I have survived without it....I am bound by it as it is to me..and so forthwith I shall tell my story....
 
 
 

But nobility lingered for no longer  time than it took for my father to bid farewell to my mother, and ride off to do battle with our foes of endless time. I was told he died valiantly, and took with him the evil creatures that smite him..a true knight  of great courage and wisdom..
    But alas, the wealth that was his died with him..as so was the custom, his lands and estates were siezed and we thrown out into the surounding desert to  survive as best we could.. My mother  was of frail being, she loved only one man, with such passion,  that there could be no other....I was merely but 7yrs old at the time that she layed her heart down and let it cease to beat....and so as she went to my father, I was left alone in this vast world of  beast and man..... but , was I....
           I remember well that early morn, wandering out into the deep forest on the outskirts of Rathe Mountians..for my mother had trekked with me those many miles, to escape  my fathers greedy foes... for despite our riches they had stolen, it was our lives they wanted most to clear them of thier greed......
No fear had I at all, a clearing I came upon and sat down to gaze up at the tall swaying trees. The sun shone down on me, covering me with such warmth as to make me feel safe. I heard whispering and giggling, but nought did it startle me.. Twas the  roar from the distance  that made me look about in fear... Suddenly there it was... huge,and menacing, breathing such foul smelling breath upon me, towering above my small figure. I was stricken in fear. In my childs mind mayhap my innocence did save me..for move I did not,still the beast did try to drain away my life..as I lay all but dead, suddenly She... appeared, so beauteous an apparition that the fear that clutched my tiny frame left me instantly. At sight of her  the huge beast turned and spread full its wings as it began to cast its hatefull spell upon her. but  with one hand did she stay its magical cast... returning it back to whence it came, again and again Zazzamout threw his mighty spells at her, but she flinched not, and so down lay the slain sphynx... its demise of its own making.....turning to me she raised her arms in a hail of magicical wonder... and at once I was full of life..
In that same instance I found myself surrounded by the fey's and pixes. Twas their giggling I had heard earlier, holding hands and joyously dancing in a circle around us.. A strange aura fixed itself upon my saviour's  form...She smiled at me and spoketh in subtle tone...."Come little one, for your journey is long" and so she taketh my hand and led me away....
Thus began my new life of magic and mystery, the wonders of the universe were made mine... for  this Priestess of the Highest magical power, of whom I was never to know  her real name...took me to herself and raised me to become the Healer I am today.......
      Mine life has crossed many paths, this land being so harsh on all accounts, beasts magical and others, terrifying yet easily conquerable on the most part.  I learned to use the  herbs and flowers, gathering them in all places, the scents and fears of man as potions for magical spells. Oft times I gazed death in the face ,only to  escape him with use of my  healing powers and magical grace.....
Twas with bold strengh that I began to make my way back towards Freeport, and  made my home there once more... I frequented many places and came to know whom I could trust, and know from a glance those I could not... the shameless acts I witnessed by men with greed and hate in thier hearts.. upon those of innocence whom tried to stand up against them. I knew henceforth I would do all I could to  help those poor unfortunates, thus in my small way doing my part...
     Tis on one of these occasions I found myself in the dungeons of SolusekA I sensed the aura of evil before I saw their vile forms... the minions of the evil Efreeti Lord Djarn surrounded the two men...throwing flames, pounding and paralyzing them. I could not stand idly by and watch this unfair match... and so my magic flowed against these wretched creatures and my healing touch upon the two men. As I found myself deep in battle  I realised along side me appeared a Barbarian Warrior so bold and daring, his courage showed through in great earnest. We fought long and hard  together  and tho pain and fear did smite us, our efforts were not in vain.... Three lay dead at our feet, the last beast fled, mouthing the foulest of oaths our way. Their victims had not fallen  foul to their onslaught, and so the evils bounty  became theirs as our  gift to them..... And twas this day I met Joraan as true a warrior as was my father was a knight... to become my friend and companion in my never ending story of fighting for truth and justice throughout the lands of Norrath ........
 
 

And so twas my beginning... Stranger adventures were to come, as I meditate  here, mayhap my pen will begin to unravel more of this wonderful but strange life of magical mystery  that I lead....