3. Mooncandy

Mooncandy


  • Name: Mooncandy (Real name: Mara Pegiro)
    Origin: Great Glaciar
    Race: Ghostwise Halfling
    Age: 19
    Height: 3'1"
    Weight: 33 Ilbs
    Build: Toned/Athletic
    Hair: Black with pink highlights
    Eyes: Light blue
    Skin: Very pale
    Class Barbarian all the way!
    Markings/Tattoos: A tattoo-like scar on her shoulder of a snowflake on her shoulder (A former slave of Auril's minions in the Great Glacier)
    Faith: "THe Moon": She reveres both Selune and Sehanine Moonbow in equal measure, being able to comprehend when others say she should choose one
    Characteristics: Energetic, enthusiastic, often quick to frustration but very slow to anger, positive much more often than not. Very loving, welcoming.

    Background: Mooncandy comes from a tribe of Ghostwise halflings who made a home for themselves up in the frozen north. As a child, she had always been curious and wide-eyed with wonder. Life had always been harsh, but there had always been a great sense of community amongst her people.

    Reaching adulthood, she and a few others had went out to forage for resources needed for their small mountain-side village when malarite hunters had managed to capture her and return her and the others to a dark circle of druids and shamans, comprised of aurilites, malarites, and talosians who shared an uneasy truce amongst each other.

    They noticed over time though, through subtleties the warriors in the circle had noticed especially that Mooncandy was resilient, rediculously so. Trained in basic survival skills, her sheer strength, will, and resolve, they had decided on testing her on the battlefield. Along with other slaves to the circle, including a female priestess of Sehanine who went by the name Alela, they had been forced to become part of ruthless hunts, ones most slaves didn't come back from. These two were different though, working as protector and healer, both of body and spirit, the two had been caught, maimed, then returned back to the village where shamans would tend to their wounds. On even a few instances where they had lost their lives, the two were brought back to life.

    Mooncandy while having no memory of each time she had perished, always wanted to return. The thought of giving up on life even if it meant peace felt that she would find a way to free herself from the madness, and free her friend as well. Alela, who in return did desire the comforts of being with her Goddess int he afterlife knew that her partner in survival needed her, and unlike the little hin, all memories of them perishing each time never faded.

    This had gone on for almost a year. The circle had used a surprising amount of resources to keep these two foxes they hunted often, using them as a test for their own new members. Those who survived would become a part of the circle, those who died would perish a disgrace.

    Seeming to have been enough for the priestess of Sehanine, one particular hunt that went terribly wrong, after being brought back to life, the little hin had found out that her friend had been killed and did not return. All their time they had spent together, all the comforts Alela had brought to the hin, were all gone. The only thing she had left was her faith in the Moon, the comfort of its light which had illuminated their path for all their time during the night. Though her tribe had followed the teachings of Selune, she had learned much about the other goddess who shared the portfolio of the moon, and for this, Mooncandy felt she could hold no favorites as she loved both goddesses equally for all they had provided her.

    Mooncandy had never given up, though it seemed to become harder and harder each passing tenday to want to go on, her efforts were rewarded when during one particular hunt, she had encountered a priest of Shaundukal. Mooncandy in a panic had told her to run, broken common speech not wanting this man to become another prisoner. With calm, he simply nodded and with a glow of a stone in his hand, a portal seemed to open up before the both of them, and quickly taking her hand, they lept through it.

    The two would seem to appear in a forest, in a land that was much warmer. Having recognized this place, the priest had taken her to the nearby town of Norwick and left her some basic supplies before giving her a smile, a wave, and then vanished without another word.