No Place Called Home
Composed by Haladorf
Born unto Grengan and Lunicia Nighthammer. Both were fine citzens of Halas. My Mother was, as some would say, a very fine and strong woman. She worked had to keep her husband happy. My Father was a merchant of many fine pieces of armor, but that is not all he dealt in... Until the age of 14, I never knew of what other dealing that my father had commited, but a month after my 14th birthday I started working at my father's shop. One fine day a fellow merchant of herbs came to speak with my father, who was out at the time hunting in the hills, but when I told him this he got enraged and told me that my father did dealings with Ogres and Trolls. At first I was enraged and threw him out of the
shop, Literally. But then it hit me. My father did leave with quite a lot of supplies... I know of my father to be an excellent hunter and trapper... but he returned with almost nothing.... that conviced me.... I confronted him and he was outraged that I knew, he paniced and drew a sword.... I didn't wish to kill my own father so i fled.
I ran to the warrior's hall and asked for shelter. They granted it and I worked with them until I was ready to venture on my own.... At such time I was told to go and venture forth and not return till my father was slain or proof of his death was shown. After my hasteful departure, my father confronted the neighbor that told me. attacked him, but didn't succed in causing a fatal blow. he fled into Everfrost and Rumors have it that he is still alive and still dealing with the Trolls and Ogres. I never heard from my mother since I left that night. So I have no place to call home.....
In my travels I have Befriended many Dark Elves Since they know much about the other races, I care not about the dark practices that they teach as long as they don't impose thier worship upon me.. I just dispise the Ogres and Trolls that my father dealt with. The friendship is only for information, but I don't purly trust them, though some have proven reliable and I owe one my life.
My goals are to find my father and find out why... then make him suffer for the dishonor he has caused my family. And to become a better Master Tradesmen than he ever was....and finnally return to Halas and resume my life...
My reason for joining. I too am an outcast. I have no home to call my own. I may have may friends but they are mere aquantiances. I constantly travel the world of norath just to find another clue of where my father is. I cannot return until I do...
I long to return to Halas, but I know to do so without proof of my father's death will only lead to my exile once again.. I have been told that I must take care of this matter before I will ever be allowed to return for good. I may only return for supplies if needed... but I must leave soon there after...
This a long and Hard road ahead of me, but with the company of other outcasts, such as myself, we will not be an outcast with each other.
-Haladorf.
