Redline Scarypriest  (Dark Elf, Cleric) 2/22/02 
    

What can I say?   I am just a girl.  I do the usual girl things.  I like to sleep late and take my time preparing myself for my everyday activities.  Usually around midmorning I awake from my slumber to the crackle of a warm fire.  Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, my father Dharamsala was right about that.  Following a long shower in the waterfalls of lovely Neriak, I comb my hair and stretch my sore muscles for another day of adventure.  By midday I begin with a short jog thru the city visiting all the merchants who used to entertain me as a child and taught me the value of a coin as I grew older, often teasing me about being a "rich girl" from the Third Gate area of town.  But I look down on no one, rich or poor, as I have seen the most common man risk his very life to save another unknown to him.   Ahh.. the fresh bread from Drana's bread and butchery, I take it with me wherever I roam.  Often I bring some to Ungia and Putad at the smithie's shop, ohh! how I love to listen to their stories!  Everyday they get more and more fantastic as they are retold!  And then of course there is good old Slug... lol... what can I say about his drunken ramblings?  You just have to love the man.   

    After my quick visits and my supplies gathered, I head out through the tunnel to Nektulos Forest.  Stopping to talk to "the boys" who guard our lovely glen from ones who would do my people harm.   In my younger days I would run to them for help when my hunting party got in over their heads.  These brave men would save me and wipe my tears and let me rest up as they watched for the wild beasts of the forest.  Times have changed now and often times I sit with them and tell them stories of adventure and danger none of them have imagined. 

    Peridots!  Innoruuk help me, I almost forgot!  Come with me to East Commons to a friendly Erudite who has the best peridots in the land.    Jewel shopping... what woman can resist jewel shopping? and on such a fine day as this.  As a girl I would come here with my father to look in the cases and see all the magnificent jewels and jewelry on display.  He would speak with the store owner and buy what he needed to work is powerful deadly magic.  Oftentimes he would surprise me with a jasper or two to aid the ones I travel with.  Although not able to fully understand the reasoning behind my studies in the Spires of Innoruuk to become a healer of others, my Dad encouraged me to follow my own path and helped me to attain my goals whatever they may have been.  Now, as I look back I see his point of view a bit more clearly, as a Necromancer hardly needs company to get his work accomplished.   And now as I have surpassed him in ability and experience I come to this store alone and buy myself the most beautiful stones available as he had done years ago.   "Red my girl" he would say "one day you will be a Vicar, and the riches of the world will be yours.  Remember those who have come before you, and listen to them always, for true wisdom can not be bought at market or found on your foes, true wisdom comes from experience."  How right he was.    

    Look there!  That is a Freeport guard looking dubiously at me.   At one time this used to bother me, now as I approach them the look of distrust quickly turns to cowardice as their eyes avert to the ground.  Clearly they want no trouble from the likes of me.  'Tis a game I play with them, or should I say AT them, for they do not know the rules by which I play.  Though I would never hurt them (again) they do not know this, and thus is the way I like to keep things.  But time is a'wasting and these foolish games of chicken must cease, for there are people who need me, my adopted family awaits my arrival.  For something in the cold caverns of far off lands has risen from the shadows and has taken many lives.  As I speak, reinforcements are gathering at spires and circles around Norrath as we prepare to teach those who oppose us that they must better themselves before they see the last of Dragonchow.  For our memory is long, and our reach is limitless.  And nothing will stand in our way.  As long as breath remains in our youngest member and wisdom is passed down through the ranks there is nothing and no one who will destroy one of us without destroying us all.   

    So I must bid you adieu, my porter is here and I musn't keep him waiting.  Be well, be safe, and may the light of Innoruuk illume you in the darkest places and the darkest times. 

~Redline Scarypriest