He brought his hand up to his face and brushed back a few low hanging hairs over his eyes as he thought. There had been many villages, towns, and people he had met in the long travel to find the academy. "Well I told you about my home...from there I went south through the forest which by itself wasnt particularly interesting. It was a cornificus forest with some wildlife in it. I ate well almost every night since game was plentiful...when I got to the mountains I encountered and interesting tribe of stonelike people that called themselves Goliath's. They were nomads that wandered from place to place whenever the areas resources began to grow scarce. They were larger then humans but also somewhat slower. I spent some time with them and worked with them since they were headed the same direction I was but they lacked anyone with arcane talents so I could not learn the control I so desperetly desired at the time. We wandered the mountain range through the weeks, stopping to make camp in places for a few days each time. In those mountains we found danger like with giants and orc tribes but it was never anything the Goliath's couldnt handle with my help. Days were spent hunting and mending broken equipment like tents or baskets and I saw many beautiful scenes like a mountain lake hidden in a clutch of trees where none would find it without either blind luck or already knowing where it was."