The beginning of my story is exactly like every other changelings I would guess. I was born, my first memories were of Ambria, home, belonging. I was exactly like everyone else. I looked like them, talked like them, and even thought like them. Life was everything it should be.
Around the year I turned twelve things changed. My mother started keeping me inside more, fixing my hair to look longer, she even colored it with dyes ones to keep the shade from changing. We avoided my father most days, he decided that he didn’t like my company as much anymore, mother said it was the wars that bothered him. He was a soldier.
When my ears forked my mother tried to hide it. She covered them, I wore hats, but then my father saw. He threw me out with the dress I had been wearing alone. I remember crying on the threshold while the people in the burrow around us just stared.
I found the bag laying beside me when I woke before dawn the next day, That’s where this story really starts.
I was hunting a presumed wayward magic user in a caravan. Ordo Magica, the wizards that dance too close to the sun and get burned, often. What they didn’t give me was a good enough description to know I was hunting Bertolen, the leader of the Ordo. I thought it was some apprentice or something… I was wrong.
Then I met Telk, another changeling, and the first I’d met. I mean, I know there are more of us, but I’d never actually met one. At first I even hoped I could have a single friend, a single person that understood what it was like to have to pretend to belong.
After the whole goblin thing, after the undead, you would think that he’d have told me, Oh hey, I’m a Witch Hunter too… But no, he kept up the lie. I don’t know why, we should be able to at least trust each other with a shared profession. Oh well.
There are new people, a shape shifter, rich girl, barbarian archer, then the usuals. Glennis is about the only one I can count on to watch my back for sure. I pay her. That’s just what it is, we do the jobs, we get paid, we move on. That’s how it will have to be. In fact, I think from now on, that’s the way I like it.