An excerpt from a journal discovered of unknown origins.
Greetings adventurer-
My name is Dryten Zyral. If you are reading this I have fallen in battle or have given in to the world’s greatest enemy, Time. The pages that follow will document my many adventures and discoveries. It is my hope to assist future generations in their quest for knowledge and adventure.
Before you begin on my journey, I must give you a glimpse into my background. I wish I could fill this page with childhood memories of a loving mother and dedicated father but alas, I cannot. I will share with you what I know and what I was told. My Father was of Elven descent and my Mother, a Human. I have very few memories of being a child.
I can tell you that I was raised by a wandering band of mercenaries. I will not name them for fear that I may eventually put their lives in harm’s way for my future actions. How I came about these mercenaries was that their Captain, as he was called was indebted to my parents. The only thing he has shared with me about my family is that I was disowned by both families and was forced from my parents. The Captain has given me nothing else as to their background and I have not pressed the matter. I was grateful for the training, discipline and life I was given. As a youth I was sent in to complete minor subterfuges and thefts. As I grew, so did my skill set. I have acquired abilities that make me an asset to many and a concern for others.
Upon reading this journal, all I ask of you is that you find another in need and grant them the stories within this journal. My hope is that they may take something from the ramblings of an abandoned half-breed who spent most of his life lost and searching for direction.
