Pathaniel Moonscar (Account: Talgrath)
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History of Pathaniel Moonscar
The village was on fire, burning shells were all that remained. There were no bodies, only blood upon the ground all over. Verilla looked around slowly, her keen, amber-colored Elven eyes looking for signs of danger while her keen ears listened for signs of battle. What she heard wasn’t battle, but crying…the crying of a baby. She rushed through the ruins to the sound, her long black hair floated in the wind behind her, as she neared the large building at the end of the lane she heard zeroed in on the sound; it was coming from a pile of rubble, which appeared to have fallen from the second-story window. Verilla rushed over and moved aside the rubble, to find a small, human boy covered by a cloth; this baby was the source of the sound. “Hmmm, I think I’ll take you back to the temple, I certainly can’t leave you here,” she said.
Years passed….
Pathaniel wandered through a portion of the woods, both scared and curious as he hadn’t been here before. At about five years of age, he was a curious boy with bright blue eyes and black hair. Little did he know, something lurked nearby…
The ettercap watched the boy’s progress through the woods. This section of the woods was the domain of many dark things that dwelt in the High Forest. The boy below him was either naïve or brave, whichever it was, it’s rather simple mind quickly came up with a plan, just in case…
Verilla was worried sick, damn that curious boy. He’d wandered into the dark portions of the wood where it wasn’t wise to roam unless one had to. Now she was chasing him down and hoping he wasn’t in trouble. His tracks had steadily gotten fresher, so she knew she was closing in on him.
Suddenly, there was a break in the treeline, Verilla saw Pathaniel wandering, she sighed and relief and began to call to him, when a dark form suddenly dropped down from above right behind the boy. Her cry of warning turned into a frantic cry of warning even as her hand went to her quiver. Pathaniel was apparently bright enough to duck, but it was the too late, the ettercap swung at the boy with its filthy claws and connected, sending blood flying everywhere. In the blink of an eye, Verilla sent forth several arrows followed by silvery sparkles, like stars, they connected and sent the ettercap’s corpse flying over the boy’s body and to the ground. Verilla rushed over to him…
“The attack nearly scalped him, Verilla, it will be a miracle if he recovers, even with the aid of Selune we have provided to him.”
“I understand, high priestess, but he is much like a son to me. Is there anything else you can do?” asked Verilla.
“We can pray, Moonarrow, we can pray.”
A few days later…
Pathaniel opened his eyes and looked around. He was lying in a bed in the temple of Selune, he recognized the carvings in the stone walls. He had never been in this part of the temple though; this was where they put the injured. He thought about it for a moment, and remembered the forest then nodded to himself; he must have been injured. He sat up gingerly, just in case, but found he was fine; and stood up. He realized he was naked; he began to look for his clothes. He found them neatly folded at the end of the bed he had been sleeping in, and quickly put them on. As he pulled his shirt over his head, it suddenly got stuck. Pathaniel looked back and saw that the bandages on his head had been secured with some tree sap, which had gotten stuck to his shirt, unraveling the bandages in part. Pathaniel unstuck the tree sap from his shirt and unraveled the bandages completely, and then began the walk down to the washroom so the bandages could be washed.
As he walked out the door, he bumped into Verilla. He smiled happily,
“Hello Veri, how are you?” he asked.Verilla could only look at him agape with shock.
“Is something wrong Veri? I’m all right now you know.”
That snapped Verilla out of her shock, and she hugged Pathaniel close, sobbing. Then she pushed him back to arm’s length and angrily said “Don’t ever do that again Path! You nearly died and now…you’re hair…”
“What about my hair?” the curious boy asked.
Verilla led him out the front door of the temple to the pond outside, it was around noon and the day was bright. “Look for yourself.”
Pathaniel knelt down beside the pond and gazed at the reflection therein. He saw the curious face of a boy with bright blue eyes and silvery-white hair…
Thus Pathaniel got the name “Moonscar”, which he took as his surname. It was quickly believed that his continued life was a miracle of Selune, for he grew up in a temple of Selune. Pathaniel learnt the ways of the “Moonarrows” from Verilla, the Moonarrows are a type of cleric of Selune, skilled in the ways of bow, adding a mystical skill to their shots. When Pathaniel got old enough, he left his home for places unknown, to discover his own path in the way of Selune…
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