I am now standing ashore on this big and new world, and i'm looking, listening and sensing. The cold nightly wind twirling around me and gives me a inner peace, i am taken back to another life when everything was different.

It is at the first steps of my life, this life of mine started. I, like my brother, was in a much more familiar place but I was more of a lone stranger then. It was all the other kids that was teasing me and i wasn't the best to care for my looks. I was always dirty and they didn't like it, but for me it was a wonderfull world to live in. I had found this underground river that was like a big universe for me and there I was home in a way. This dark gloomy place hundreds of feet underground was the perfect spot to hide out and play. It was enough fish to make traps and it had banks of sand to make a little fire to cook on, and there I thrived. I think my parents was a little afraid some times, but i didn't care. I was young, and I always did what I wanted but I wasn't bad or anything. I just loved to explore and loved to see all the miracles of the world and so forth. But one day all this was changed.

I was on my way to the river dungeon and was whistling for myself when i heard some strange noice that was coming out from a place in front of me. I froze solid and listened, it was a humming of some sort, it was elf made, and it was in a strange language. I crouched together and the sense of fear was marvellous, i sneaked forth and around a corner and there I saw this dark cloaked elf was standing in the midlle of the river and chanting with a bone-like staff in his hand. This was so strange I thought, what are this elf doing and this cold aura he has that spikes out of him, it's pulsing in a way I havn't felt before. When I was crouched togheter and utterly afraid of breathing. I didn't see the loose rock at my hand and there it was to late, it fell to the river and made a hollow splashing sound in the cave, the elf stopped and shouted out "whose there answer me now". I stuttered forth "its Endymion Deadtree, I was just playing here, its my cave". I said in a tiny voice. The elf was silent for a while and had this grim look on his face. I was shivering of exitment and fear. But then the man smiled to me and said "your the youngest son of the Deadtree family aren't you?" "Yes" i said and straightened myself up. "Your father is a old acquaintance of me," the tall elf said. "oh" I said, "and what are you doing?" I asked with a more brave voice. "oh i just practising my skills, you see I'm a necromancer," I stepped back as he said that, thinking to myself it was an evil thing to be a necromanser. The elf saw this and said "I'm a good one by the way, you have nothing to fear from me little boy" then i said "how can it be that your good when you use the dead and all?"-"I don't know much of magic, but i thought it was an evil thing to be a necromancer?" , "It's not what you are its what you do and to use dead is not directly evil" - "you shuld now this Endymion, the last name of yours is a great example of that". "You do know that the dead is a way of the whole and its not said that your evil if you use necromancer magic. Everything has a balance in this world and we of all should know this". "yes" i said "but can you learn me this necromancer skill?" As the boy that i was this was so intreaging that i couldn`t leave this to be."Hm i don't know" the elf said "it's a long path to learn any magic at all and it's time consuming an difficult, but when you'r getting older you can choose for yourself and become whatever you want!"

And there i am now on the shores of Agon and smiling, it is so much to learn and the first thing i ought to do is to find my brothers and rejoin them in my quest for greatness