Cloaked & Hooded Individual
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Neal Renktevich – An Autobiography
Well, where do I begin? I guess I'll start from the beginning. I was born in Sembia. My father was a half-elf. My mother was human. This gave me the disfigured qualities I possess today, well except for my crooked nose, which happened by a neighborhood bully (I got him back after I learned magic, but that is another story). My father, according to my mother, died when I was but a child, thus I was raised by my mother. I grew up in a small and strictly human village in Sembia. In fact, my mother told the other people living there that my disfigurements were because of an unnatural curse placed on her family years ago. In truth, I’m a half-elf by blood, however, while I developed some of the physical characteristics of my elven heritage, I never developed any of its true strengths, such as increased sensory perceptions. At most, I believe the blood gave me the ability to learn the elven language quicker than most and it gave me the gift of being able to wield magic – thanks dad!
For years I heard stories of my father's heroic end, but it wasn't until I was 10 years old that the truth was revealed to me. I found it in a journal that was left on my bed one night I read the journal and thought it nothing more than a fairy tale book at first. When I started reciting some of the stories from the book my mother asked me where I had heard such rubbish and asked me for the book. Well, I showed it to her but she couldn't see it and told me I was fibbing and I ended up sitting in my room for a whole week. I got mad at the book and threw it out the window, but it came back the next day. Every time I tried to throw it away it always came back, so I just kept it hidden and read it only when mother was sound asleep or no where to be found.
It wasn't until my 16th birthday that someone who claimed to know my father showed up and scooted me away with him, away from my mother. He seemed to know everything about the book I read and scorned my mother for keeping the "truth" from me. When I found out everything in the book was true - I could tell by the look in her eyes - I packed my own bags in a fit of anger and betrayal and left with the man. I know now that she was only trying to protect me.
I spent the next year training as a wizard and unknowingly to me the book I read had already instilled into my subconscious mind several years of apprenticeship. All it took was the year of training to unlock those secrets. At the completion of the training I decided to go to Narfell, where my father spent most of his years. I decided it was time to experience what my father did, forge a path for myself, and find out his true fate, as the master who taught me stated he may still be alive somewhere, but is unaware of my existence.
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