The tale of the walker of words
From a young age he was able to hear the whispers. Even then was he plagued by the voices, yet he did not understand.
They spoke to him constantly, throughout the day and night, when people were talking to him all he could hear were the whispers behind their words, as he grew up he slowly began to understand more and more about the voices yet he still did not know why they had chosen him, or what the purpose for what he would be used, but the more they spoke to him, the more of the voices he could understand.
One day whilst exploring the lands in and around Marind Bell, he came across a traveller, and when this traveller spoke, the voices stopped, he could understand everything the traveller said. This confused him, why could he understand this one lone soul? Where was the traveller from? Where was he headed?
All the traveller said to him was “our paths will cross again”
His head started to hurt as the traveller walked away and in trying to follow the traveller he could feel his legs going from under him and slowly he fell to the ground.
Upon awaking he found himself in the relative safety of Wind’s Sanctuary, he wondered how he got there, but there was something much more important that immediately sprung to his mind, where was everyone, the sanctuary was completely deserted save for himself, even the voices that had plagued him could not be heard.
How could this be? He was very disorientated and assumed that the silence was a side effect of this, but then a loud booming voice came out of nowhere.
“The words you hear inside your head are the whispers of those around you, even in your sleep you hear their dreams”
The voice continued to explain
“The reason you could not hear the voices when you spoke to the traveller is because he spoke the truth”
You must find the traveller again and employ him into your service….
After this meeting he picked himself up from the sanctuary floor and set off on his search for the traveller, after many days of searching he found the traveller in one of the corridors of the MDA lands and after explaining his situation the traveller said
“I knew you would come again to see me but I was unsure of your purpose, I am sure you have made the right decision, these are times of great uncertainty
I will join you and help you find others like me, as you will present an unseen force on these lands”
This brings us to present events and the voices still plague him but has recruited a team to help him understand and filter the voices.
He has been plagued by voices his entire life, now he’s going to do something about it, who is this soul who hears the whispers?
He friend, is me, Gargant – The walker of words.