Chapter 1
Past
I was 5 years old when I was sent from my clan by no fault of my own, my mother was the keepers first often telling me stories of a time past. A time of glory for our people before the shemlen came along and ruined that enslaving our people. But that all changed. I woke early one morning to my mother quickly packing everything.
"Athena quickly get up, we must leave no the Templars are coming." I quickly got up and followed my mother.
"Da'Len we must go quickly" she said grabbing my hand and running into camp.
Fenrian our clans hunter came running towards us
"You brought this onto us Nesiahra" he says spitting at my mother. He backed away from my mother saying "Fen'Harel Ma Hallam" (dread wolf ends you) My mother flinched at this threat grabbing my arm and running. I was too young to know it at the time but Fenrian was right.
Present
I woke up to the familiar surroundings of the circle tower I have called home since I was 12. I was covered in sweat and all I could think is it's been 12 years since that day and 7 years since the Templars brought me here. As I looked around me I could see that all the other apprentices are asleep I looked at the ceiling above me all I could think is 'why did you do it mother' as I think back to the years before I was brought here.
Past
"Where are me going?" I asked my mother struggling to keep up as we ran through the forest.
My mother stopped and looked at me
"As far away as we can get da'Len, I made a mistake I thought it would protect the clan but I was wrong"
I was to young to understand what she meant at the time.
We kept running for about 10 minutes until we reached a cave
"Quickly da'Len in here" she says hiding us at the very back of the cave. I huddled up for warmth listening to the wolves howling I prayed to the gods.
So I know it's short but the first few chapters are going to be going back and forth between present and past to understand this unique backstory.