I was excited. So excited that after our meeting, I ran off into the jungle forgetting my tent.. and my sword, pack, and food. Well I actually forgot everything. That wouldn't be the only mistake my excitement caused. After a minute I realized Rhythmus wasn't following me... and that I was walking West, not East where my destination was. I walked back to Rhythmus's home just in time to see Alden and Tarka disappear into the foliage. Rhythmus stood next to the door with all my provisions packed up next to him. While his face was stoic, his amusement at my excitement clearly showed in his eyes.
A short hour later, we arrived at the Brackin border. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago,the three tribes were once again at war. This happened a good five or six times throughout our long history but this one was the first. We all had started on campaigns of expansion and the three armies met in battle over a small, yet fertile, section of land. In the middle of the battle, a flash of light stunned the armies and a man appeared in the middle of the field. He spoke with an amplified voice and demanded to speak with the leaders of each tribe. The four of them met in the middle and here the wizard, for that is what the man was, laid down the borders for each of the tribes. The middle section where this fertile meadow was would serve as the wizards home and he would take a section of land as a buffer zone against the others. Since then, the descendants of the wizard have lived on the land, each also practicing the art of magic and serving as a neutral diplomat in order to keep peaceful negotiations and not allow one tribe over power another.
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A short hour later, we arrived at the Brackin border. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago,the three tribes were once again at war. This happened a good five or six times throughout our long history but this one was the first. We all had started on campaigns of expansion and the three armies met in battle over a small, yet fertile, section of land. In the middle of the battle, a flash of light stunned the armies and a man appeared in the middle of the field. He spoke with an amplified voice and demanded to speak with the leaders of each tribe. The four of them met in the middle and here the wizard, for that is what the man was, laid down the borders for each of the tribes. The middle section where this fertile meadow was would serve as the wizards home and he would take a section of land as a buffer zone against the others. Since then, the descendants of the wizard have lived on the land, each also practicing the art of magic and serving as a neutral diplomat in order to keep peaceful negotiations and not allow one tribe over power another.
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When I saw the Brackin border, I realized that we had been inside this middle neutral zone, having patrolled this border myself back in the day. This man next to my, Rhythmus, was a wizard. Once more, excitement overtook me and I stepped over the border, back into my homeland, to safety, to fam-
"You there, stop." A guard spotted me cross the border and my brand shone in the moonlight. I then realized a second oversight my excitement back at the camp had caused: I was banished and condemned to death for reentering my territory, as Alden probably was too. For the second time in three days, I saw men with swords running at me, but what would I do this time? Should I run or should I fight my own brothers?
Oh man! I love Tristram's enthusiasm! :) but he needs to slow his roll before something bad happens. (Nice chart btw)
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