Upon awaking from my slumber after a long night of celebration, I set forth on my journey to find my parents, so I could let them know personally how I felt about them leaving me in a place full of strangers.
I stopped by the high monk and asked him to provide me with some supplies so I could survive in the outside world. He provided me with the bare minimums, nothing more, and nothing less. I then cautiously walked forward toward those gigantic doors, staring into the intricate carvings on its face. I then pushed the door forward to reveal the sunlight that it hid from my face for all this time.
I stared into the busy streets of the Merchant District in Paramon. There were tons of people busily moving from place to place. I asked one of the people to guide me to a church that provided information on adoptions and such. I was, for some reason, guided to the church of St. Cuthbert. I entered the church that was located in the main part of the city, and immediately searched for the person in charge, whom I found sitting in his chair, just like every other person in charge…
"Sir, I need to find my parents, I was abandoned at the Monastery, could you help me?"
"Son, I can only help those who were truly adopted, not the ones stranded. I am sorry; I can be of no service."
Depressed, I left for the local bar, The Pig and Hen.
I walked into this quaint establishment; people spread about taking enjoyment in the local prostitutes, the alcohol, and of the company this place provided. I took a seat next to the bartender and began to tell him of my story…
Upon my conclusion I was joined by a man named Meridoc, a friendly Halfling male. I enjoyed his company for a short while when he stated his desire to retire to the inn upstairs. I decided to accompany him; one reason to ensure his safety, and another for the company. How ironic it would be I who needed the protection…