Isen Ehtar
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	I awoke with little memory of what or where I was.  What I did know what very basic and the things that anyone around me might know just by looking at me.  I was in a small wooden room in a lavishly decorated bed.  Maybe I had been sick and people were caring for me.  Or was I a prisoner.  Little of that mattered.  I stood and walked across the room to the armoir that was there and drew out some traveling clothes.  Upon exiting this room I found that I was in a tree-house complex of sorts.  taking the only bridge that was there I eventually found an armory and removed a spear, a sword, a dagger, and a shield.  Continuing along the walkway I made my way down to the ground.  I found nothing that could show me what I was or where I had come from, or perhaps where I should go.  There was a large stone building nearby so that was the first place I looked.  Upon entering the building I found that it was obviously a place of worship.  There were statues all around of six distinctly different dragons.  At this moment I had a sudden surge of information.  I knew something of who I was, I had once worshipped these dragons.  I once led a group of people in the worship of these dragons.  More importantly I knew that to the south there was a tribe of elves that might take me in as one of their own.  Hopefully for at least long enough for me to get back the rest of my memory.      I set out at once to find these elves that might have some information for me.  Along the way I met many people of all different races and discovered little of my past but I did discover teh name of the place that I was in, Mittelmarch.  It was said that no one was ever born here, that everyone came from some other plane of existence and that there was a mist that would take people to and from this land.      Entering the forest that I believed housed a tribe of elves I felt a sudden rush of calm soothing feelings.  I felt like I was home.  I wandered around for a few days eating what I could find in the plantlife until one day I decided that it was time to eat some meat.  As I pulled my spear back I was assaulted by ten spear tips and I promptly lowered my weapon.  "We've been watching you for many days now," their leader said. "Come with us."  Without another word I was taken to the tribal home of these elves.       I spent many week there learning what I could through books, people, and personnal reflection.  I could only learn so much there though.  I set out after a few weeks.  As I left I was summoned to the elder's tent.  "You have been here many moons, and now as you leave we shall give you one final gift.  A name.  You shall be called from here on Isen Ehtar."  I was then given my leave. I left a nwe person than when I entered.  I had a name and I had some sense of who I was.        After a couple of days of wandering without a destination to the east I met a dwarf named Theodoric.  We befriended after a long afternoon of swapping tales, and he claimed that I was Vallia Dracheherre of the Onoir Uroloki that died some time ago.  After hearing this name the rest of my past came to me, but I realized that only the past since I had come forth from my slumber was important, as well as the past that I was about to create.....