Mystmarch was great. It was where Caddell was born. But his people were not the most, understanding, about his circumstances. The idea of spirit magic was a threat to them. Something about it being used in the past to raise angry spirits, enslave spirits of nature and the elements, and placing the nastiest of curses on folk. Things he would certainly never do, maybe, but they were overly cautious of it happening again. Executing people with the talent cautious. So Caddell needed to spend some time not at home for awhile.
Caddell found his way to Elbion by pretending to be a part of the exchange program. Once in the port he sneaked his way off the ship and no one was the wiser. Well no one would care enough to look for him over it. So now he was free to find adventure and freedom and no judgement.... But he needed gold. He had forgotten it was important to living. So he decided to go on an adventure in the mountains. From what he had heard there should be ruins and hidden treasure just everywhere you look on the main land.
But after days of searching Caddell had found nothing. Only things he found were rocks, dirt, and the occasional time worn bone. He was starving and thirsty and tired as he trekked on. He barely had any coin left to his name. He couldn't return till he found something worth selling back in Elbion. But could he? Hopefully. He continued on searching through the rocks for something of interest.
Delphine Noctua
Caddell found his way to Elbion by pretending to be a part of the exchange program. Once in the port he sneaked his way off the ship and no one was the wiser. Well no one would care enough to look for him over it. So now he was free to find adventure and freedom and no judgement.... But he needed gold. He had forgotten it was important to living. So he decided to go on an adventure in the mountains. From what he had heard there should be ruins and hidden treasure just everywhere you look on the main land.
But after days of searching Caddell had found nothing. Only things he found were rocks, dirt, and the occasional time worn bone. He was starving and thirsty and tired as he trekked on. He barely had any coin left to his name. He couldn't return till he found something worth selling back in Elbion. But could he? Hopefully. He continued on searching through the rocks for something of interest.
Delphine Noctua