Me: Thank you for agreeing to talk a bit about yourself, Fero. I know you don't talk much about where you came from but please fill me in. You were born beyond the Three Seas, I believe.
Fero: Yes. I was born in the land of Beridon. That is not only beyond the Three Seas, but also beyond the Great Desert.
Me: Tell me about your family.
My father was a sandalmaker in the village where I was born and grew
up. I was the eldest son. I have three sisters older than me. My parents
were delighted to have a son at last as in Beridon, girls are deemed to be of little worth.
Me: That is shocking.
Yes. I now realize how bad that is. How much talent is being wasted in
that country I can hardly begin to contemplate. It wasn't until I came
to Grosmer that I really learned the value of women.
Me: I suppose, growing up with that way of thought you wouldn't think it unusual.
Fero: No, but I am ashamed now for my past, my family and my countrymen.
Me: What was life like in Beridon?
It was hard. We were not actually in the Great Desert, but in the
summer there was usually a drought. Frequently our animals and crops
died and we went hungry. However, in the past, we had learned about
irrigation and so it was not as bad as it had once been. Only in really
bad drought years were we in very bad conditions.
Me: Tell me about your family.
I haven't seen them for many years. I hated sandal making but my father
thought that, as the eldest son, I should follow him and take over the
family business. I would then marry a girl of their choice and look
after them in their old age. I hated that idea and was something of a
rebel. I took every opportunity to go out into the wilds and it was on
one of those forrays that I met an old druid.
Me: Did you decide to bevome a druid yourself?
Oh, no. I am not a very religious man, although I do revere Grillon,
the god of nature and wild things. The old man taught me much, but even
he could see that I was not cut out to be a druid, so he sent me to a
ranger friend of his.
Me: What did your family think of this?
My mother would have been quite happy with this. I had two brothers now
and they were both happy to go into sandalmaking. My father was
completely opposed and forbade me from going. Mother couldn't go
against him as he would have beaten her and it would still have made no
difference to his thoughts. He beat me too, and tried to lock me in my
Here Fero laughs.
Fero: He should have realized that he couldn't really do that as my brothers had to come in and out!
Me: What did you do?
Well, I escaped, of course. I gathered my things and went to tell
mother that I was going. Father came in at that moment, just as I was
going out of the door. Mother called 'Goodbye Fero. Don't forget us.'
Father pushed her back indoors and I heard him say 'Go in, woman, we
have no son called Fero.'
Me: That must have been very hard. What did you do then?
I went to join my new master. She was very good and understanding and
taught me well, until one day she deemed my apprenticehip was ended and I
was to go out and make my own way in the world.
Me: Where did you go?
Firstly I wandered Beridon, then decided to go and look at the Great
Desert. I almost died of thirst then. I was completely lost, but a tribe
of nomads found me and saved me. I was sunburned, blisters all over me.
They tended me and then took me travelling with them. I learned to wear
the long enveloping robes they wear and to keep out of the direct sun
as much as possible. They wandered eventually to the seaport of Candor
on the Inner Sea. I had never seen a large expanse of water and it
fascinated me. I got passage on a ship crossing to Grosmer. I worked my
passage, of course, and eventually came to Bluehaven. Here I abandoned
my new career as a seaman and wandered around the south of Grosmer for
many years, doing jobs here and there. Sometimes I would pick fruit,
grapes or peaches or oranges. At other times I was scouting for
caravans. Then one day I was with a group of young men who decided to go
to Eribore. I joined them, intending to cross the Western Mountains and
see the Horselords on the plains.
Me: Did you see them? They are supposed to be quite a sight when they ride their horses.
No. I have wondered and wondered why I took that path towards Hambara,
but I can't tell you why. Just a sudden impulse came upon me and I left
my companions and turned east instead of west. If I had not done that, I
would not have met Carthinal and the others. I wonder what the outcome
of their quest would have been if they were not eight questors as the
prophecy had said? Would they still have found the Sword or would the
quest have failed? Also, I would not have met Randa either.
Me: Thank you for your time.