On My Own

My name is Lyrelle. I live in Northshire Valley. Today I left the orphanage and struck out on my own. I have been blessed with the Gift, but I need formal training.

Northshire Valley is a nice enough place, but it's boring.

I took all my possessions with me when I left the orphanage, which consists of a staff and my clothes. And so my search for a teacher begins. But first I must learn to survive on my own, and that means making money. Yuch.

I spoke to Marshal McBride just inside the abbey. With most of our forces far away to protect our lands, they have been asking for anyone to help with local matters. Until now I have resisted this calling. But now I need the money. Not exactly honorable reasoning I suppose. Marshal McBride asked me to go clean out some kobolds, nasty little creatures that have infiltrated our lands to the north. He explained that if we all do our part, one day we might drive them away from Northshire.

On the way to the kobold camp I ran into Eagan Peltskinner, who wanted me to hunt down some timber wolves and bring him back some meat. Not only would both these tasks bring me some much-needed copper pieces, it would allow me to try out my Gift for the first time in a dangerous situation.

As a young child I had learned to control fire, summon a great ball of it in my hands, and hurl it in the direction of my choosing. Aside from nearly burning down the orphanage several times, I eventually became quite good at it. But my power is weak. This kobold probably didn't think it was so weak.

But I know my fireballs lack power. Luckily I still had my staff, and the scraps I had gotten into as a young girl, where I was forced to defend myself for being different, left me good enough at fighting to survive.

And so I earned my rewards and had enough copper to buy a new robe. This one is much better than my old one, made of stronger cloth. Life will be difficult out here on my own, and I know many dangerous adventures await me.