Berig     Created on Thursday, 29 December 2005 14:44  
  Yemmi  
 
*You see a tattered scroll with faded ink blots all throughout the parchment*

    
       I would like to take a moment to explain to you a brief history of my humble life.
       It would seem that it has been full of numerous crossroads. Points at which I am forced to decide between wgat right and wrong, good and evil, the easy path or one which brings me great difficulty. More times than not, whether of my will or not, I have found myself upon the difficult path. My life has been full of struggle and hardships.
       I spent much of my childhood fishing along the shores of Hausson, selling scrawny fish to traveler's with an appitite. I soon raised enough money for some makeshift books, studying in the magical lore and histories. Memories of sitting on my grandfather's knee hearing epic stories of wizardry and great evils enthralled me.
       My knowledge and the thirst to further it brought me across many lands. I had a longing... a call to something. I joined the ranks of the Legion of Nagnang. I worked hard as an Ensign and eventually working my way up to a Paladin. A revered healer of the Army. Soon after, I found myself among a wandering family of Monks. They took me in with great kindness and tended to both my physical and spiritual needs.
       I learned much in these endeavours, but with such close companions, I yearned that much more for a true family. A relationship that could only be made closer with blood. Much closer than words alone.
       Most recently the decision had been where I wished for my life to lead me. I had grown in age and strength and was seeking a shelter, a place to call home. I now seek not power, yet wisdom. I believe in honesty, in morality, in dignity. Respect of one's self as well as those you call your company. I love the simple things of life, yet give attention to the smallest detail in life's most complex things.
       I don't ask much from my comrads, I prefer to offer any services within my abilities. I try to remain humble. Boasting is most definately not an attriubute I posses.
       Having grown up without little knowledge of my family, I have always sought after some sort of solice, something to cling to. I believe I will find that in the arms of the Can-uck's.
       So now the crossroads leads me beyond my reach. I must rely on others to either accept me for who I've grown to be, or turn to me a cold shoulder. I can only pray to be accepted by those I've sought out in my past. Will they accept me? That is not for me to decide...

~the ink fades away into what looks to be a signature~

               Karuna Yemmi,
              Paladin of the
            Legion of Nagnang.