Rayna's Story

My name is Rayna Bristlebeard and this is my story:    I lived with my parents until my 40^th year when Ring Bristlebeard came into the shop they owned.  There I had learned to brew the potions that we sold to the magic folk who came along. The minute I looked at Ring I knew he was the one for me and it was the same with him.  Ring and I planned to run away, even tried to one night, but my parents had hidden my holy symbol and taken my boots.   We went anyway, but there were too many spies in our little town for us to get far. They watched me more closely after that.   After they saw how things were with Ring and me my parents sent me away to the temple to continue as a cleric.  While I waited for him I used the time to learn all that I could.   I knew he would come and after 2 years of searching he found me.  We were gone by morning.  We fled the town of my birth and never returned.  I do not tell you its name.

We were happy but always struggling for what we needed to live.  He heard of work in Ashmont and took a job on a caravan headed there to earn enough for me to join him.  I was taking in laundry to earn enough to live on.  Six months after Ring left a kinsman of his passed through Ashmont and brought word that he was doing well and had saved almost enough to come for me.  That is the last I heard of him.  After another six months and I hired on cooking for a caravan on its way to Ashmont.  They were not honest folk, but that’s another story.  I could find no word of him in Ashmont and will continue to search in the area until I can find some trace.

I know that if Ring could return to me he would.   He is either held captive or dead.  I would know his fate and his manner of dying and see that his bones rest in the way of our people.