Remembering
I have many snippets of memory with Jarl Barak in them.
The one I most remember was my first An Tir - West war as a complete newbie, in some silly newbie outfit. I had waterbeared (waterbore?) all day, and had an absolute blast. I had been told about court, and was waiting far far away from the royal pavilion, sitting in the grass, just hanging out.
This large man, obviously waiting as well, strolls by with a very casual, "Hi, how are you?" I replied with something (who knows), and he contnued on strolling.
Imagine my horror later when this man turned out to be King Barak!
I've rarely spoken with him, and as many have said, known him to be a man of great passion. Hopefully his family and friends remember him as the bringer of passion and laughter that he was.
The one I most remember was my first An Tir - West war as a complete newbie, in some silly newbie outfit. I had waterbeared (waterbore?) all day, and had an absolute blast. I had been told about court, and was waiting far far away from the royal pavilion, sitting in the grass, just hanging out.
This large man, obviously waiting as well, strolls by with a very casual, "Hi, how are you?" I replied with something (who knows), and he contnued on strolling.
Imagine my horror later when this man turned out to be King Barak!
I've rarely spoken with him, and as many have said, known him to be a man of great passion. Hopefully his family and friends remember him as the bringer of passion and laughter that he was.