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Hi I’m new here and was looking around the website. Wasnt sure where to put this. Was wondering if there was a guide on how to make a character? I saw the sheet but might’ve missed how to.

Ro'an sits in his bunk. His journal open in his lap, quill in hand. A lantern softly glows in the cabin hanging from a hook on the wall. The cabin is otherwise empty. Outside a storm is pelting hard rain against the walls of the Rubywood Hollow cabin. Ro'an looks pensively at his journal and writes a new entry: "I have been having those dreams again. I see the village. I feel like I should recognize it. However, if I try to remember what the village was called or where it is I feel....empty." Ro'an pauses to think a moment before continuing to write. "It is strange, almost surreal. I feel at home in this village, this town that I keep seeing. But I can tell it is not Nai-laeyah, my real home. This place looks like somewhere else. The most vexing of all is that sometimes I see my sisters Fraeya & Alyria. Other times I see my brother Jonas in the dream. We all seem to be so happy, content even. It is beautiful. But where are Vaeris, Clari, Mama, or Papa? I do not see them in these dreams, memories, maybe?" The grehlok pauses once more to clear the tears beginning to pool in his eyes. "Is this a memory or is this a dream? When I wake I find the details difficult to recall similar to a dream, but yet it feels so real like a memory. This, I do not understand?! It is like my memory is both returning and blocked at the same time? Is this the village we were in before, before I was a Grehlok? Or is this just another construct meant to torment me? I cannot tell if I am a Wylde Elf or a Grehlok in this mysterious vision." Ro'an sighs, closing his eyes trying to focus on the images of the dream in his mind when a bright flash of light illuminates the Rubywood Hollow cabin for but a moment followed immediately by a crack of thunder. Ro'an jumps at the thunder clap, wincing at it's sound, as his ears twitch in response. As he settles once more he looks down to his journal, continuing to write again. "....Maybe those evening meditations on the porch have helped after all? It is hard to say? I hope more information returns to me. I would like to know what happened to me. What happened to my family? So many questions...so little answers. Ordin send me clarity." Ro'an closes his journal for the night and retires to sleep.

I was walking in the woods a little ways from camp several days ago...almost a week ago now. I probably shouldn't have been so far away but I am so thankful that I was. As I passed by an obviously covered trap that was clearly made to catch an animal I saw a small shuffle of the leaves and heard a faint cry. I couldnt help myself and uncovered the trap to find the saddest sight I could lay my eyes on. A very tiny black fox cub that was no more than a month old. I have no clue how he got there but his leg was badly tangled and he wouldnt have survived long in his situation. Even as I write this he may not survive still but I am remaining hopeful. I freed him from the trap by removingvthe leg. I was lucky to be carrying some of Sonu'ul's healing potion on me. He was too weak to drink it but I poured a few drops on him where the leg was and prayed to Noktal not to take him just yet. After bandaging the leg I took him home. Ive learned potions poured on a wound wont heal it...I didn't honestly expect it to...but it seems to at least helped stabalize him. And I have prayed many more times with Noktal not to take him. I would have asked Kierna but as death isnt her relm it didnt feel right to ask her to snatch him away from the one trying to take him to rest in the afterlife. I thought I had lost him a few times but was able ti pull him back. Maybe my prayers have helped. I finally got him to take some ground meat and some cream but he still won't take any potions. He is now resting and i feel he will pull through as he has not shown any signs of fading today. I may have found some favor with the Eldest after offering to name tge little guy Nok if he could stay in this realm to show others that the Eldest of death is not evil and is capable of kindness and mercy as well. Well I am going to enjoy some quiet sewing time. There is no telling when little Nok will wake up hungry. While I am tired, this tiny fox is worth all the hours of lost sleep.