*Many words have been written and crossed out at the beginning of this jornal, it would seem Tylan has had a little trouble putting his thoughts to paper.*
Here goes... A journal, everyones been telling me to help get my thoughts straight, I should note it down.... Well let's go back a while, let's start as birth... I am of odd origin, my grandfather a chief of the Draig-Luth tribe, Agu, giving the gift of life to his once beautiful mother Anrianne. My father, the reknown Emdar Hawthorn the master of blades, the once proud lord of house Hawthorn. Originating from noble family within Rohan.
*Theres a few sketches and small collections of notes at the border of the page*
I was born during the early phases of my parents rule over Haynbury, and the restablishment of House Hawthorn. I was the first born child of my generation, however my father was engaged in conflict and my birth was kept quiet as I was the heir to the house and succsessor to my fathers legacy, I was sent far away from Bree, across and out or Eriador to Rohan, where I stayed with my cousins and aunts, and raised. During my upbringing I was educated at a rather exessive level, everyday I would have to spar with my trainer in the morning, ride shortly after, have to see my shcloary tutor in the afternoon, spar again before my meals, and finsih the evening with lessons in tactics and warfare from my tutor. I would have to do this almost every day, they said they were to make me a man of ability, to have power behind each word that falls from my lips.My father had a rather unfaithful incident, he bedded a rohir maiden, by the name of Wulfreyda, she fell pregnant, he sent her away to rohan to reside with his rohirric family, clearly trying to keep her away from my mother, Anrianne.
I dont hold it agaisnt my father, I know the feeling of having your heart torn, I truly beleive you can love more than one person... But anyway.
Wulfreyda gave birth to twins, my half brother and sister, Gallius and Annastaysia. As they were but a year and a half younger than me, I grew incredibly close to them.
This Diary will be my story, from the cradle to the grave.
