The Not-Immortal Blacksmith Chapter 6 - Tourist
It has been 40 years of blissful travel. I have seen the sea ports, the castles, the cathedrals and temples. The architecture is truly amazing. One highlight was a well preserved Fairy Ring! Beautiful place, very serene. It has been inactive for almost a thousand years. There is some thought that at the millennial mark it will open again. I may come for that festival, although it will be another hundred some years.
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I stopped in at the newly finished temple to the Dwarven god of Crafting in the capital. Beautiful place, absolutely marvelous choice of stone and patterns. Why didn't that ass Bjorn tell me he was a god?!?!? Jackass.
I will be leaving once my hangover is over. Next destination is the Elvin wood "the Principality of Heartglenia".
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The Elvin wood is a beautiful nature preserve. I quite like it here. I will soon be at the first Elvin city, Mapmoor.
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Mapmoor is a normal (by Human standards) port town. Not much of the Elvin aesthetic to see. I will spend some time here to learn the language.
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Only two years to learn the language. I will never sound like a native speaker, I apparently lack some of the "vocal structure" of an Elf.
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Criminals are stupid. Off to Nimroli in the morning.
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Nimroli is a beautiful arboreal town. The blending of the architecture into the trees is masterfully done. I wonder where I could learn to do that?
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As an outsider, it looks like I will have to head to the capital to learn the ins and outs of the Elvin tree house. Good thing it's on my way.
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After more than a month of travel and sightseeing, I have arrived at Littlestar, the Elvin capital.
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I have made inquiries and application to become an arborist. While I wait for the bureaucracy to churn, I have gotten a job at another textiles firm. I look forward to learning about Elvin cloth and clothing styles.
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It has been 28 years. My rise through the ranks as a tailor has been much slower here than back home. I believe it is mostly due to me being a human as opposed to lack of skill. I have been informed that my application for Arborist is now under review. We will see how long this takes.
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20 more years have passed. The Elves have now accepted me as one of their own and I am making progress through the ranks. Apparently my lack of aging has not gone unnoticed. Much to my surprise, it has actually helped.
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I have been accepted for an Arborist apprenticeship! They had expected me to age out. After I didn't, they accepted me into the program. It will take around 50 years.
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I am now a journeyman Arborist. I have learned much. The Elvin god Greymore came to visit me yesterday. He said, and I quote, "You will be my disciple, and spread my homes and ways to the world!" I told him to piss off.
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I have been branded a Heathen and a Heretic. Again. Apparently telling Greymore to piss off wasn't my wisest of choices. I have a week to vacate the country. Too bad, it was a nice place to live. I think I will go look in on the Fairy ring festival on my way home.
Maybe I'll become a butcher?
TTFN