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Tanek Xavier was exiled at the age of 19, having caused a lot of havoc and destruction in hir village over the years. It finally came to a head when Tanek inadvertantly got another villager seriously injured. Tanek's bad luck continues to plague hir, even to this day. As you can see, this was long before shi ever met up with Realm and became an Agent, and before shi ever left the Mystic Isles in search of hir destiny.

Exile's Log, Day 20...

I miss my family...I miss my mother's Crogie Stew, and I even miss my father's incessant nagging about my lack of discipline in my studies and fight training...I miss the Great Oak's towering boughs and my favorite perch that overlooked the farmlands and the other islands...I tore my beaded top today...mother helped me make it...I don't know if I can fix it...I may take some of my hair to make sewing thread to repair it, but I was never very good at sewing..I can only hope to do a good enough job to keep it from tearing again...If it doesn't work, I'll just go topless...It's not like it would matter, anyway..nobody is around to see me, and I've never liked the way clothing fit over my breasts, anyway...too coarse on my nipples..

My mother sent me away with tears in her eyes and a knapsack full of food and tools. She expertly managed to hide a bolt of fabric large enough to make a tent from by folding it a certain way, so that when I opened it, it turned out to be a much larger piece of material than I had anticipated...Momma always thought of everything..

Father was upset, I could tell, but there was nothing he could do...the Village Council's elders word is final...I deserved it, though...I shouldn't have been so careless...I'll never be able to look Fhiah's mother in the eye again, knowing what I did took her son away from her forever..He is with the Creator now...The Destroyer took him, and passed him over in the night as we slept...as they slept...I couldn't sleep, knowing that my friend could die any minute...My mother tried to comfort me to little avail...by morning, her dress was soaked with my tears, and my hair with hers...She knew something was up before even I did...I wish I'd known..maybe I'd have been more prepared..

Mother had packed me my favorite dried fruits and wafer-bread...I saved as much as I could for as long as I could...I've never been the best hunter...I know what berries I can eat, what roots are palpable..but I've never been good at fishing...I ran out of food 6 days ago and have been subsisting on the wild berries I've found..they don't taste very good, but they're better than nothing...I've attempted to spear-fish several every day since I got to this island...It's not as easy as my older brother made it look...but, then, he paid closer attention...I wonder where he is, now? What he's doing? He wasn't very happy with me when we parted ways at the village gate...

This new island is foreign to me...I never got to explore the other islands before now...the flora and fauna are a little different because this island floats a little higher than the one I lived on, so the air feels different and everything just feels so alien to me..

I've managed to get enough of a handle on my powers that I can start a campfire with the right amount of spark and a bit of dried moss for kindling.

I did finally catch a fish today...a fairly large one..it'll be the first meat I've had in weeks..Mom packed me some tart spice, which always tasted so good on the fish momma would cook...I hope I can spice it enough to taste like mom's...I really miss her cooking..

Oak village looks so different from here...especially at night...it looks like a million lanternbugs in the distance, twinkling in the dark...the main thoroughfare looks amazing from this distance...all lit up at night with lanterns and the comings and goings of the villagers...I wish I could walk through the Open Market again...Maybe some day...

Description
Tanek Xavier was exiled at the age of 19, having caused a lot of havoc and destruction in hir village over the years. It finally came to a head when Tanek inadvertantly got another villager seriously injured. Tanek's bad luck continues to plague hir, even to this day. As you can see, this was long before shi ever met up with Realm and became an Agent, and before shi ever left the Mystic Isles in search of hir destiny.

Exile's Log, Day 20...

I miss my family...I miss my mother's Crogie Stew, and I even miss my father's incessant nagging about my lack of discipline in my studies and fight training...I miss the Great Oak's towering boughs and my favorite perch that overlooked the farmlands and the other islands...I tore my beaded top today...mother helped me make it...I don't know if I can fix it...I may take some of my hair to make sewing thread to repair it, but I was never very good at sewing..I can only hope to do a good enough job to keep it from tearing again...If it doesn't work, I'll just go topless...It's not like it would matter, anyway..nobody is around to see me, and I've never liked the way clothing fit over my breasts, anyway...too coarse on my nipples..

My mother sent me away with tears in her eyes and a knapsack full of food and tools. She expertly managed to hide a bolt of fabric large enough to make a tent from by folding it a certain way, so that when I opened it, it turned out to be a much larger piece of material than I had anticipated...Momma always thought of everything..

Father was upset, I could tell, but there was nothing he could do...the Village Council's elders word is final...I deserved it, though...I shouldn't have been so careless...I'll never be able to look Fhiah's mother in the eye again, knowing what I did took her son away from her forever..He is with the Creator now...The Destroyer took him, and passed him over in the night as we slept...as they slept...I couldn't sleep, knowing that my friend could die any minute...My mother tried to comfort me to little avail...by morning, her dress was soaked with my tears, and my hair with hers...She knew something was up before even I did...I wish I'd known..maybe I'd have been more prepared..

Mother had packed me my favorite dried fruits and wafer-bread...I saved as much as I could for as long as I could...I've never been the best hunter...I know what berries I can eat, what roots are palpable..but I've never been good at fishing...I ran out of food 6 days ago and have been subsisting on the wild berries I've found..they don't taste very good, but they're better than nothing...I've attempted to spear-fish several every day since I got to this island...It's not as easy as my older brother made it look...but, then, he paid closer attention...I wonder where he is, now? What he's doing? He wasn't very happy with me when we parted ways at the village gate...

This new island is foreign to me...I never got to explore the other islands before now...the flora and fauna are a little different because this island floats a little higher than the one I lived on, so the air feels different and everything just feels so alien to me..

I've managed to get enough of a handle on my powers that I can start a campfire with the right amount of spark and a bit of dried moss for kindling.

I did finally catch a fish today...a fairly large one..it'll be the first meat I've had in weeks..Mom packed me some tart spice, which always tasted so good on the fish momma would cook...I hope I can spice it enough to taste like mom's...I really miss her cooking..

Oak village looks so different from here...especially at night...it looks like a million lanternbugs in the distance, twinkling in the dark...the main thoroughfare looks amazing from this distance...all lit up at night with lanterns and the comings and goings of the villagers...I wish I could walk through the Open Market again...Maybe some day...