Nephtys Mon Apr 30, 2012 4:02 amA group of elf came as of late to Shadowdale and started helping without asking for much more then gentleness in return and what people wanted to offer. One of them is a Light-blue haired healer. She move around the town trying to give a hand where her little strenght can, often taking care of the orphans and children that roams the street while the parent are busy trying to rebuild and survive.
She teach them of old times when the elves and the people of shadowdale were strong allies against evil. Teaching them the laws that the elves thaught their ancestors to have the right to settle so close to the Cormanthor woods. She also give them tales of Myth Drannor in it's glory.
When she doesn't take care of the children, she help the priest of the different temples with their chores and healing the wounded and sick. She is seen all around, either helping in town or battling the bandits, ogres, orcs, wolves and other evil to help make the road safers.
Today is just another day for the young and a little mysterious priestess. She had gone to pray to the Moonlit Mystery on a hill not too far from the city. Even if she is alone, she dance to the moon in a prayer for guidance and to ease her lonely heart. Her dance is not oneof a bard, but it is gracious and it is filled with the sense of mystery, of mysticism. For it is a form of prayer to the moon. The priestess is dress of a diaphanous gone, and as little with her, her weapons are not far, but she dance to the goddess as any priestess should, without weapon to ear the will of her goddess before going into reverie.
She teach them of old times when the elves and the people of shadowdale were strong allies against evil. Teaching them the laws that the elves thaught their ancestors to have the right to settle so close to the Cormanthor woods. She also give them tales of Myth Drannor in it's glory.
When she doesn't take care of the children, she help the priest of the different temples with their chores and healing the wounded and sick. She is seen all around, either helping in town or battling the bandits, ogres, orcs, wolves and other evil to help make the road safers.
Today is just another day for the young and a little mysterious priestess. She had gone to pray to the Moonlit Mystery on a hill not too far from the city. Even if she is alone, she dance to the moon in a prayer for guidance and to ease her lonely heart. Her dance is not oneof a bard, but it is gracious and it is filled with the sense of mystery, of mysticism. For it is a form of prayer to the moon. The priestess is dress of a diaphanous gone, and as little with her, her weapons are not far, but she dance to the goddess as any priestess should, without weapon to ear the will of her goddess before going into reverie.
