Legends of Belariath
Dorja Stormhoof
Life started for me twenty-six years ago in the lands of Marnona. I was born to a family of weavers and they were well known for being some of the best around. I grew up watching my mother and sisters weaving basket after basket to sell in the marketplace. Once I was old enough I was taught how to weave. At first I wasn't all that good at but over time I improved. By the time I got to my teen years I was quite good at it. One day when my family and I were in the marketplace selling our baskets a group warrior bulls wandered though. It was the first time I saw any in my life and was interested in them. One day I sliped away from the booth to watch them spar. Once they finished I snuck close and heard them tallking about various battles they were in and that fasinated me. As I was moving closer to hear better I tripped over a exposed root and was spotted by the bulls. As I looked up at them they chuckled and helped me up.
I told them of my wish to join the ranks of being a warrior and they told me of a training camp near the village. I toslipsld him I would check it out some day then slipped off back to my family's booth. That night I told my family of my wish to strike out to become a warrior. They were shocked at my request and told me that no one in the family ever was a warrior. They told me to forget about being onalion e and that I was a basket weaver and that is all I ever should strive to be. I huffed at that and reluctantly agreed tho decided to continue my quest to be a warrior. Over the next few months I slipped away from my duties at the marketplace to train to be a warrior. One day after training I was seen by one of my sisters washing up after a hard day of training. My mother found me at the training camp the next day and told me that I disobeyed them for the last time and that I was banned from returning home and I was cast out of the family.
I sat around in my tent for several days after that heartbroken. I hoped to bring honor to the family as the first warrior of our clan but now had no clan. I left the camp several days later and wandered from town to town working in various jobs and training on the side. Years of training and working from town to town I came to the town onf Nanthalion and hoped to find training and work here.