Scyntilla Sentheslen
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Player: Rhistin
Character: Scyntilla SentheslenShe'd never been a "wanderer". Perfectly happy in the close surroundings of Neverwinter Wood, a simple life had been her share. The moon watched over her like a pale face in a velvet cushion. Nature's cycle bound within it's rays.
Next to looking after the wild and the plant life, she'd grown accustomed to help those that travelled and ventured into the dark green depths of Neverwinter Wood. All was piece.
The buzz towards the Feast of the Moon was special this year. Preparations were made to entertain the many creatures of the wild. But above that, it was a special day, for Tyndalla, her older sister was going to marry the love of her life Astralis Fen'maril.
Small wonder she was restless, the many preparations still playing hop-scotch in her brain. She hopped out of her bed and went outside in the thought that the night sounds of the forest would ease her state of mind.
The moon above showed her a near full aspect as she reached the bluff overlooking the forest glade. She kneeled and prayed to the daughter of the High Forest.
Yet instead of clearing her head, pictures of diseased animals and trees emerged. She found herself looking like an eagle through the clouds, to a far away country in despair. She walked back, worrying.
The marriage was a great success. All the hard work paid off. However, she found herself smiling absently at her sisters happiness as the happy couple swirled around in silver and gold fountains.
As if her task was done, it felt as if a new one had been dealt to her. The images hadn’t left her completely. Instead, they became more clearly by the day. Each time in her dreams, she soared Eastward towards the sun, further than she’d ever learned.
Tyndalla was sad as she finally gave in to the dreams. With tears in her eyes she told her that there was a place were she was needed more than ever. A place beyond even the heights of the Earthspur mountains, called Narfell…
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