![]() ![]() ![]() His enemies called him Fen'Harel, Dread Wolf, and he accepted the name gladly, and turned it into a weapon to wield against them. When he at last returned to Elvhenan, he removed his vallaslin from the faces of those who bore it, set them free, and turned his temple into a sanctuary for those fleeing the evanuris. Alone, he developed a method to remove vallaslin, the sacred markings used to control a slave. In his absence, a rebellion sparked, made of former slaves who sought to shake the pillars of the gods. He returned to the village where he grew up, determined to die, stopped only by a kind stranger. He snapped, and fled, vanishing for half a century, and abandoning any names the People had given him. He had closed his heart to it for so long, but in carrying out Mythal's will he came to know people marked with vallaslin not so different from himself, and came to doubt the very belief that had afforded him such power. Even centuries before this decline, the empire had conquered to provide its foundation, and used slaves to build upon it. Thousands died at the hands of Falon'Din's faithful, and though he was bloodied in his own temple, he was not stripped of any power or rank. Gods would war, or threaten to war, and coveted power. As the centuries passed, the evanuris became increasingly greedy. Though Elvhenan was beautiful and Arlathan, its heart, a wonder, there was rot at the center. He played the role of messenger quite often, and alone amongst the evanuris in knowing the Forgotten Ones. To the people he had many names: Fenara, Fen’ghil’lan, Fen'an, he became a protector to wanderers and patron of outcasts. The war fell in their favour, and through belief, Mythal and those like her were elevated from mere mortals to gods, albeit gods with the same fickle and petty nature as those they worshipped. He had no love of battle, and wanted to run- flee to the heavens, where the earth could not reach. In time, he became Mythal's protector, and found the name "Fen'amelan," or "wolf guardian" to signify his role at her side.īut a great and terrible war came to the people, and it was Mythal's duty to fight it. What would become Elvhenan was then small, but its people were creative, and he wished to see what would become of it. She was the first person who stilled his wandering, and mentored him. It was his worldliness and the wisdom that came with it that caught the attention of Mythal, a woman who had attracted a following and, with it, power. When he felt he could stay no longer, he left his home, and the people with it, shedding the name he had been given to find one that would better fit.įor years, he travelled, expanding his mind and with it, the horizon. In dreams, he crossed beyond the boundaries of his home, and made his first true friends. His beginnings were humble, the world was new and the People were still learning, and those around him were paranoid about venturing beyond. He grew up in a small village, somewhere north of Haven. ![]()
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