Realms of Chaos

Here you will get to read the journal entries of Kyrianna Dalynne - one of the main characters of the Chaos Reigns Saga. These journals grew from the adventures my regular DnD group participated in and are now growing into a series of novels. Please visit my website www.carolhightshoe.com for more information on my writing. Thanks for visiting. BTW: Any misspellings are the fault of Kyrianna not the author.

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Carol has been published in several different Fantasy / Science Fiction anthologies and magazines. Her fantasy series "Chaos Reigns" is currently being published by Double Dragon eBooks (it is available in both print and eBook formats). She is also the editor and publisher of both The Lorelei Signal and Sorcerous Signals web zines and runs her own micro-press - WolfSinger Publications.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Call of Chaos - Entry 1

I’ve been traveling for almost a week since my family ordered me to leave home. They have always been controlling and I have always rebelled against that control. This time however, I deeply regret where my rebellion has led me. Even though I still carry the masterwork thieves tools and disguise kit I purchase while still in the guild, I am determine to no longer follow the thieves path. I do believe that the two years of secret training I received as a thief, will help me to survive as I decide where to go from here. I also carry the masterwork dagger I was given by the guild. I was able to convince my uncle to remove the guild emblem from the handle. I think the only reason he agreed was, even he didn’t want to see a blade of this quality go to waste. He was able to smooth the handle and etch the unicorn symbol of Frayrith into it. My mother once served The Lady of the Forests as a Ranger before she fell in love with a human and left the forests. I think this was my uncle’s way of suggesting a path for me to follow.

My mother gave me a pouch of gold and handed me the reins of Smoke, my warhorse. She then turned and went back into the house, without a word of farewell or luck. With nothing else to do, I bowed my head and led Smoke away from my former life.

Before leaving the town I had spent the first 24 years of my life in, I took the time to inventory the saddlebags on Smoke’s saddle.

My mother had allowed me to take my masterwork composite long bow. A gift she had given me on my twentieth birthday. Along with the bow was a buckler, and a set of studded leather armor. Again, all of masterwork quality. One thing my family never did cheaply was purchase or make weapons and armor. There were also four quivers of arrows hung over the saddle horn. Attached to the back of the saddle was a bedroll and winter blanket. I was also surprised to find another sack of gold coins. Between what my mother had given me in the pouch and what was in the sack, I had 500 gold. Considering the dishonor I had brought them, my family was being very generous.

With the gold they gave me, I decided to make sure I was well provisioned before starting out.

After purchasing my equipment, I still had over 400 gold left. The majority of this went back into my saddlebags.

Today, I found a small protected grove where I could set up a camp for a couple of days as I get my bearings and figure out which way I want to go. Both Smoke and I are tired from just wandering without a clue where we are going.

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