User blog:Lathagarr Stormgale/Birchleaf
Chapter One
[edit]Steward Drulain woke early, before dawn, as was his habit; for that was one of the only times he could get away from his duties as High Steward of Fairwick Castle. Donning a pale gold tunic, he tied a white silk cord about his waist and slipped on a robe of blue linen over it and looked in the mirror. He was a mouse of middle seasons but trim and fit, cutting quite a figure. After satisfying himself as to his appearance, he made his way downstairs to his personal study where he sat himself down at an ancient oaken desk and pulled out an ancient volume he had been reading, "Annals of the Birchleaf Family" it was called.