Bloodlines
Act I Chapter I
About a year ago, I, Lucifen, decided to leave Breelands and head on in a direction of which I knew nothing about.
I'm not sure what caused the sudden change, I was content with..... well, more like used of Bree. The shit stain smell of the land and the drunkenness of the pony kept me in line, but something is driving me to insanity, I swear it.
The sudden journey was so quick that I didn't even plan it out, I just sat up on my horse and left. I guess I should've packed up some equipment and food, but it didn't cross my mind.
Before I knew it, I was far. I mean really far. The farthest I have ever been. There was only one road I kept on, trees and an empty void filled the area around me. I haven't even stopped once, I just kept going. My mind was racing, I was thinking more than I ever had. I thought about the scent of a rose or the time I was bitter and gotten into a fight with a dear friend, poor Neyaa...
I didn't feel hungry or cold at first, my train of thought of screaming at me. Eventually I started talking to myself and then to my horse, who just ignored me and kept riding forward. I forgot about the times I've treated my horse, the whipping and yells. It was probably scared shitless of me.
The first night rolled in, the cold breeze reminded me of the unfriendly face of the unknown. I noticed how the horse has stopped walking in straight lines and that's when I decided to stop.
The next morning, my horse was nowhere to be seen. I didn't think much of it, actually I think I kept the same solemn face I've kept all throughout the journey.
I kept walking down the road, deciding not to go back. I've gone this far and my thoughts still bombard my head of memories.
The time I had to cauterize Ross's arm.
When I lost my first finger.
Nime's smile.
Rangress....
My stomach growled and I stopped. I had to get food....
I spent the next three hours hunting a deer down with nothing but my blade.
At this point I really wished I brought a bow, would've saved me a lot of trouble. The deer forced me to run into the forest. God I hated that deer.
I had no idea how to cook. I remember watching Rang teaching me what she knew of survival, but sadly I've forgotten most of it. As I sat there, staring at the mess of the dead deer, my stomach reminded me of my hunger.
I had no choice but to lean in and bite it. I hated it, it was sour and bitter and cold at first. After spitting out the bite, I looked back at the deer and gulped. The next 20 or so minutes was the most disgusting time of my life.
I spent too much time retracing my steps trying to find the road again. By the time I found it, the sun was over my head and the deer inside of me forced its way out.
Wiping my mouth with my arm, I kept my way. Not sure which way is which, but the sun did give me a good idea of where to go.
Walking this lonesome road made me depressed as a sudden rush of more memories invaded my noggin.
Hyrien, introducing me to the Dawn
The time I lost my second and third finger.
Neyaa's smile and frown.
Rangress giving me wooden fingers...
I'm not sure what overtook me at the moment, but I started to run. The tears on my face flying into the wind I was ran far and long. My mouth kept shut as all of my screaming and cries were in my head.
