Natarthos sat by a chattering waterfall high in the mountains and considered the village in the valley below.
Many miles and years have passed since the wars and though most of the darkness has been left behind, still he dreams.
Once, he had been young and thought he had a true calling to follow or possibly become a priest of Vynora but fate intervened and he went from defending his village to eventually the battles with the darkness.
Once reaching the village he found work but more importantly he found that there truly was still light in the world. Some did not follow the paths of Vynora but all seem to be dedicated in their own ways to fighting the darkness with their light.
This group is unlike so many others in that they choose not to tame the world and forge it into anything other than a place which welcomes life, industry and though hard won, peace.
Along the way, Natarthos had found what he believes to be his own paths to help win that peace by delving deep into the ground for useful ores or beauteous stone useful to achieving the shared dreams.
Last Edit: Sept 21, 2020 23:09:15 GMT by natarthos