On the first day of Vestian, Worrel Fleece set out to find his family's
homeland, hidden somewhere within the Valley of the Snows, or the Snow
Valley. From the eastern mountains he journeyed, but alas, the bumbling
tae'dae got lost!

Finding his way to New Celest, he yelled for assistance. Inagin, of the
Paladins, appeared amidst the bustling city streets and spoke with him
about his destination. Kindly, Inagin took Worrel to the gatehouse and
they met Dynami Zayah, who provided the tae'dae with cakes for his trek.
Once more, Worrel set out, traveling along the road with a mouth full of
sweet cake.

Alas, Worrel became lost once again, and this time he found himself
within the forest of Serenwilde. He yelled and yelled, but none could
hear him, or so he thought, and he managed his way out -- taking the
road to another locale: Magnagora. This time, he managed to find a way
to the Megalith, but none would aide him. Finding the city frightful,
Worrel quickly left, along the road again, to Glomdoring.

In Glomdoring, he met Albiorix Stormcrow and Xenthos An'Ryshe who were
kind enough to take him to the Snow Valley. Worrel thanked them and
entered the snow banks -- but yet again, he managed to get lost,
bypassing the two entirely and finding passage through the mountains.
Luckily, he stumbled upon the city of Hallifax, where Arte Skyplume
manged to bring Worrel back to Albiorix and Xenthos. The three walked
with the tae'dae through the Snowvalley, as he searched for his
homeland; its location, however, was clumsily indicated on a map of
unhelpful tae'dae cartography.

Misfortune occured, as a hunting party of taurians led by Lauk, of the
Kyrian tribe, discovered the group and disrupted their search. For
whatever reason, Lauk stole the map and Worrel gave chase; however, he
ended up not retrieving it. Thankfully, Xenthos, Albiorix, and Arte were
able to assist Worrel, retrieving not only the map but other things, and
in return, the tae'dae provided them with a special treat. Overwhelmed
by the trouble of it all, Worrel declared that he would stay within his
nice igloo in the Snow Valley, instead of continuing on with his great
adventure. But the question remains: where is Worrel's "family
homeland?" and furthermore, what exactly is it? Worrel isn't sure, his
reply suggesting that it is still somewhere amidst the snow and ice.

Penned by My hand on the 19th of Avechary, in the year 261 CE.