I think that since I was very little Iíve always dreamed of getting away from here. Itís not that my folkís place is lame or what have you, but when you live in a world where you can actually gain magical powers, itís really hard to just stay put and live in the very same place where you were born.
It comes and goes, naturally. I am very loved by and loving my family, so itís not as if Iím rejected from my village. But there is more to life than just learning the tools of the trade from old Nasim, the villageís blacksmith. And now, with the festival just two days away, Iím feeling more restless than ever.
The festival is the annual gathering of people who plan on embarking on the journey to gaining magical powers. To do so, you must enter one of the several Nexus scattered in the kingdoms, and with a little luck, you rise up with new magical powers. Like I said, there are several nexus. The one closest to our village could give you the control over the elements, but Iíve heard of some people that have control over the animals, some that can change their shape at will, and some that are even more jarring.
Thatís decided. Tomorrow, Iíll sneak into the main plaza, and Iíll join the travellers.
Then Iíll see who Iíll join or what will happen.
Yeah, tomorrowís the day. Iíll make my own fate.
*this is the premise people! I'm thinking making a party of travellers and going to a Nexus, gain new powers (or not, as I've hinted there is a chance thing will not go as planned within the nexus) and new problems. Or, you know, get completly sidetracked, an go on our merry little way!*