Aaron Borsen

1st Journal Entry

On the evening of Victory I could not sleep, I felt uneasy with how we got here. My teacher told me the weakness in most great warriors is there shortness in imagination. One must keep an open mind or one could get loss in ones mind. As young as I am I’ve seen enough to know the creators have little time to just play with one pawn.

I decided to go for a walk and pitch black darkness. Didn’t take long to I had a woman that approached me and thanked me for saving her and her Village. I had to ask her if she knew of where I came from or how I might’ve got here she said no. I then proceeded to ask her if she might know where or who I could ask. She laughed at me and told me to go ask the children. I shrugged it off but it still good to know that after the terrible tragedy she just endure if she still has a sense of humor. I didn’t decide to continue on my little walk in the night. I just found myself on your side of town where I heard someone crying behind a tree, it was a little girl who lost her father. She was very scared and try to talk to her. After a short conversation she came up to me and give me a hug and said thank you. She said someone had sent us here to save them. She doesn’t care who it was she’s thankful that they did. She then told me about a rock that bared a similar mark to the one I had on my cape. She told me I had to go on the woods on the west side of town until less found a small beaten path. She told me that she one time got brought there by other kids in the village. She told me that not many people in the village even knew about this she had to promise to keep it a secret. She said she couldn’t tell me what I would find on the path because she couldn’t explain herself. I decided to go see what I can find the path if I found anything that could be concerning or I thought rodent I would tell my group of companions. I found the woods to the path not too much farther down the path came across some remains. I could not tell what it was because I am unfamiliar of most the creatures here. But from what I could tell it does not seem like most of it is here. They have been here for sometime but yet also undisturbed. I continue down the path and not too much further I came to an opening. I began to look around see if I can find anything of the rock that she spoke of. All I could fine we’re the same bones I found earlier on the path I begin to wonder if these bones were here for a reason, a ritual. It’s very scary but such asked for perform so close to town. The person could very much be living in town. I’ll have to be careful on who I tell because this could bring much trouble to the town. I continue to look for the rock. I was unable to come across such a rock or any other relic that I could recognize. No symbols on what or who could’ve been here before I. I begin to wonder on how such an opening was developed in the woods without cutting any trees down. And if such brush was burnt down the town would have clearly noticed. Could’ve taken a great Mage to have done this. I decided to continue into the woods. Lucky for me the woods when all that pic was pretty easy to walk through. I came across some footprints. The footprints look like the creatures we been dealing with. This could have been one way these guys got to the village without anybody seeing them. There wasn’t a ton but enough to be concerned about. I followed the tracks to see where they came from before I knew it I was in Very Thickwoods. I was able to track through with the creatures came from, I then came to a creator in the ground. Also where the tracks ended. I wondered what could have created such a crater. Could have been a large dragon, or something else that fell from the sky. There was no more trail to follow I was also about to get light. So I decided to start heading back. On my way back I began to hear that I was not alone in the woods. I try to sit is still as I could but yet moved toward the noise. As I got closer it seem to be a man in a dark hood. He spoke in a language I could not understand he did it loudly, and threatening to me. I gripped my hammer and As I was ready to be attacked. I began to feel a huge breeze, The man began to move his hand I couldn’t help but recognize the relic in his hand it must have been that Rock the little girl told me about. I knew I had to find out who this guy was and what he was doing here and what this rock was. It became very dark so dark that I could not see the man any longer. Touched my shield and even a bright light hoping to find the man of the darkness. He was gone. On my way back I also found all the bones were missing. I hurry up back trying to think to myself who would believe me maybe Daisy.

Aaron Borsen



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