The rain came pouring that night, fighting and endless battle against gravity.  Living its cycle of life.
My name is Morvin Germainis, an elven writer, i travel between the cities of the 4 kingdoms safe enough to enter.
I write of the journies, of advenchers i here of in the taverns and bars, well i guess this is where this story starts off.
That is where i met him, a strange elf much larger then must, but his eyes told it all.
The halflings often believed you can tell someones life through there eyes. There emotions and other things as well.