I am a young man who was born and bread in the heart of the world. The sages said sometime in the chronicles of time. I was feed with the best and brightest of all a mother and a father could give. I rose through the ranks of life and soon was admired by my peers.
I was raised to be a very independent and self reliant man. I was thought to be only loyal and trust my judgement and instincts. I learned to trust no one but myself.
My dad was the head of the council of elders that made very critical decision that was instrumental to the welfare of our people. Politics they say is a dirty game and I saw a demonstration of it when my dad was betrayed by the men that served him. A plot was cooked and my dad happened to be the unfortunate victim. To be continued........
