Reflections On Your Mother
My mother, I loved her and still love her but in a special way. She did what she could now I must move on and make my own name for myself. I cannot be bogged down by being sentimental as I need to achiever greater things.
Most beautiful lady of Wolf
A long haired blonde woman who kept the ends in a plat moved across the market like a dragonfly near a pond. She was a beauty to behold and I could not keep my eyes off her as her emerald eyes lighted up everywhere she looked. I could not believe that someone could be so perfectly built as though she was made by the very gods above to dwell with us mere mortals below. I have been jostled by gnome who thinks she can get me audience with her but I am very suspicious.
Wolf the Warrior is raised. I, Wolf, have died but am alive again! How can mine failures leave me with my 1st death to carry me downward overwhelmed in this fantastical era? It is mine lack of ambition.
Deity of Wolf
Leah, the goddess of darkness, is a woman with crusted face as though she were made of old stone. She does not say much but expects devotion to the cause of bringing darkness into equal balance with the light.