A few days ago, I was disowned by my parents and thrown out of my own home. At first I was furious, but after talking around to other Iksars, I finally calmed down and decided to follow in my father’s footsteps as a Beastlord. So I make my way to the local trainer and did some initial training. He was pleased in me, especially once I learned how to summon forth my warder, a ferocious scaled wolf, one of our main game that we hunt for out in the Field of Bone for their fur to make armor out of.
Today, I made my way to the Plane of Knowledge, the central hub of traffic within the world of Norrath. There I met with a mysterious person who gave me a black warhorse to ride on, and boy was it fast. That’ll make my travels easier, although in some places my horse wouldn’t follow me for some reason.
I think I shall begin leatherworking tomorrow, but for now I rest at the local inn!
~ Beastlord Narcon
