DARETH GERMANEZ
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I have never known about my parents or relatives. The name I have was found on me. I was raised by monks in a remote section of Zoluren, just south of Riverhaven. However, I did not know this until many years later. They had a very strict discipline about outsiders and I never grew close to any of them. One of the elders found me when I was still a baby and had felt obligated in caring for me. I stayed with them in a large room with little comfort until I was old enough to beseparated from the group. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I lived in a small building I had built for myself and made several changes to throughout the years. It was a bit away from the rest of the quarters. I cooked for and cleaned after them and ate my meals alone except for some friends I had made with the wildlife. You would think monks would be clean natured but some of the messes I had to clean up, well all I can say is "Whew!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I also cared for the sick and injured in the hospital. this is where I learned how to speak, talking with the patients. The rest of the time I spent reading books, spending time around the wilderness, and hiding and watching the monks with their daily rituals. If I had ever been seen I probably would have been punished severely. The monks never spoke and I only spoke when I was alone. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| As I lived among them I learned many of their ways and had much time for thinking. I remember one day there was an attack on the monks. I do not know why for they never had much for anyone to want. The only thing I remember about the incident was, I looked up from tending a patient when I was struck on the back of the head by an object. When I had awoke, I was buried under some linen cloths and everyone was gone or dead. There wasn't much left, everything had been taken or thrown in a pile and burnt. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I spent the next few months wandering the wilderness, angry and confused. I kept remembering an old paladin I had tended to. He had told me much about the ways of a paladin. He had told me of a town and the guild that was there. He had called it The Crossing. One evening I awaoke from a bad dream thinking of the monks and the paladin. I had looekd up to the monks for what they did with the races. Helping, raising, and taking care of them. I wanted to do the same but not this way, and when I awoke from my nightmare, I decided the path of the paladin was for me. I had decided to try to save lives not to raise them. I then began searching for The Crossing, the town the paladin had spoken with me about. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I finally found myself one day at the NE Gate of The Crossing; proceeded in asking for directions to the Paladin Guaid and was taken there. I joined the guild and have not regretted it to this day. The path has not been easy but I would have it no other way. I love helping others in any way I can. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| After some time I decided it was time for me to leave The Crossing and proceeded north. I traveled through various villages and towns until I came upon the gates of Theren. I knew the instant I saw the gates this was going to be my permanent home. Since then I have traveled a bit more, going south to Shard and have visited the Islands, but I always return home. I joined the Theren Guard after living here several years and I swear to protect these lands with every ounce of my strength. With my Life. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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