Legends of Belariath

Rani

In the following pages, my life story, or rather the important and significant events are laid out and recorded for those that desire to read. Though this is more for my own record keeping and my memory.

~Rani

Season: Fall

I can now mark another year down in my memory. Today marks my 72nd season among the sylvans. My day passed with minimal fanfare, I got a few gifts from some of the villagers, but my favorite gifts came from Mama, Papa and Tio. Mama and Papa got me a new flute, I knew it was expensive because it is made of platinum and has a pretty engraving. Tio gave me a diary, ink, and quill for me to do my composing in. I played my new flute for them last night, we were all curled before the fire. I played and Mama sang.

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It is this time of year that my thougths are most troubled, because I am unlike the elves that have raised me. The biggest sign of this: my wings. I am a torian - one who has no true knowledge of her race's history or background.

Season: Winter

Silver shimmering moonIlluminating the landGlimmering on the snow

Shifting shapesEchoing SoundsSolitary Silence

The snows have come once again. Gaea's cycle of life is coming to an end. Cleansing the land for the new birth of spring. And as the days grow shorter and the nights grow longer, I have found myself spending more time in front of the fire talking with Tio and pouring over thick tomes to begin to gain some knowledge of my background, maybe learn who my parents are.

Tio says maybe I should leave here and travel, to try and find someone who would be able to better help me find out about my race. Maybe he is right, leaving might be what I need to do. However, I am afraid to leave. To leave the place that I was raised, the family that I had grown to love and cherish as my own. Also, afraid to leave Tio.

Season: Spring

Spring has finally come once again. The land is green again, and it is a time for change and new birth. My numerous talks with Mama, Papa, and especially Tio through the winter helped me make a momentous decision in my life - I am goin to leave, going to set out on my own. I have some coin to help me along my way and Mama and Papa are going to give me some coin as well. Also, Tio said he would come with me, I couldn't refuse him. So plans were set we would leave in three weeks time.

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Tio and I have been traveling now for three weeks. We set off to the north of the village, we don't know what we will find, but we are doing this together. tio has been protecting me, making sure that I am not harmed. I have been performing at various Inns in the towns we have been stopping in, getting us free room and board for a few nights.

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Tio has gotten sick, I know he is sick, but he won't tell me. We've stopped in a small town so we can see if we could get some medicine for tio and rest for a few days. Tio has to spend a week in the Healer's guild in this town. He has some sort of cold that has been sapping his strength. I don't know what it is called.

Isaiah - a man of a race I have never seen before...he has leathery wings like a bat and sharp, pointy teeth like one as well. He was watching me while I was performing and he scared me. I will have to ask Tio if he knows about this race - Chirot he called himself.

Season: Summer

I have to finish this journey alone. Tio is gone. he passed on because of that illness. He has returned to Gaea's embrace and I know he will still be with me. He gave me his dagger before he passed and told me to be careful. I feel lost, the only thing that is still a constant is Isaiah, the chirot male, he frightens me.

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I fled the town where Tio and I had spent so much time. Fear my driving factor. Fear of Isaiah. There have been threats of bodily harm delivered to me by Isaiah. I don't know why he wishes to hurt me, something about ending my life for the life of his parents. This is something I do not understand, and perhaps in the next town there will be someone that can shed light upon my plight.

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Nanthalion...interesting town, perhaps this is where I was truly meant to be...perhaps I will find out about my race and about my parents here. Bravely I face this town, and bravely I will survive all that is thrown at me.

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