*Written in his usual untidy hand*
I have been meaning to start this for a while, but i never got the chance to get around to it. So much happend in such a short space of time the deaths of Danni and Linda, Najara leaving. (i miss her so much) but i suppose that it's about time that i started putting my thoughts down on paper that way if it happens again i would be able to remember things quicker than i did before.
So where do i start.... The begining i guess.
I was born a slave to the drow, at least i think i was i don't ever remember seeing the surface world or the sun. I remember being a house slave and performing chores for my "masters" the drow treated us pretty badly. There was a women who called me Kyle, I don't remember her well she died when i was young. I think that she may have been my mother? I remember that she was afraid of them, of what the drow would do to her.
I learned fast you had to. It was the only way to avoid being whipped and beaten i was always a quick learner so i never got beaten, well at least not often. I watched the drow as i watched me fellow slaves and from them i learnt how to speak other languages, how to read and write, the drow would speak to us in thier tongue they would rarley speak to us in our own. It was from one of the "Masters" that i earned the name Fox, The name kind of stuck i didn't even know what a Fox was until Linda (poor Linda how i wish i could speak with you now) told me.... I hope i can see one someday.
*Stops aburptly as if he has something else to do.*