My father thought of life as an adventure. He told me there was so much out there to experience. He taught me that all are equal and here he was surrounded by what he admired and was fascinated by...but he left. Thats the way he is. Thats what he told me anyway. Never believed from what I witnessed here. I wish he had taken me with him, Temeria, Rhedania, Kaedwen, The Pontar Valley. All of these places he spoke of during his travels, so much more intersting than here. Gave me a sword to remember him by. The hell do I do with a sword? Its useless to me here, theres no wraiths to banish, no Nekkers to cull...no dragons to slay. I keep it to remember him by at least though its never left its sheathe and I can barely lift the thing.
My name is Daniel, though its not what my father named me he lost his claim when he took off. I do...nothing. I wander around, looking for an adventure. Got some Skullcandy headphones, a phone full of dubstep and an Ipod full of metal to keep me company. Fail to see what my dad saw with this place, why it fasctinated him, but hey...whatever. What he told me was useful, a neccesity really for one of his children and I hold the values he taught me as close as the sword he gave me.
I want to see him again. At least talk with him, convince him to take me back to a much more intersting place. I have that chance, I'll do whatever it takes. No matter how much it disagrees with me. No matter what I must do. One talk with him will be worth it.
Now. Lets get started....