The Beginning of the Journey

I come from Udelund, as I mentioned previously. I have three younger siblings whom I had to leave behind as I embarked on this journey and I miss them all very much. My younger brothers Rinzeth and Dorval are as polar opposites as siblings can be. Dorval is the serious, studious type, always telling me to "work smarter, not harder" whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. Rinzeth is a goof, never taking things seriously. This, of course, always finds him getting into trouble. Sometimes more trouble than is worth sticking my neck out for him, but I do so anyway because he is my little brother. Lastly, but most importantly, my little sister Sirath. She is ever the optimist. Too good and pure to be beaten down by the world. Her light is brightest of all members of my family and I promised to bring her back many tales of my adventures.
 
I left Udelund some time ago, working aboard a merchant trade ship under a man named Mechad. He's the boastful type (like many humans I have encountered) but he is a good man. He provided me passage to the southern continent and in exchange I acted as his personal security. It was a hard few weeks, but it was a welcome change of scenery. Mechad imparted on me many of his so called "tricks of the trade" and though I am no merchant myself, I know his words will have their place and time in my journey.
 
After disembarking Mechad's boat I found myself in a strange new land with nothing but opportunity in front of me. That is why I have chosen to write this journal of my accounts. Perhaps some day I will read them to my siblings once again. Or perhaps you're some brigand who has murdered me and absconded with my belongings, haha! Either way, this journal will be a richly written living history of the tale of Dorrin Argenthrixus.