Role

Chapter 3

Milonuthial has wandered the lands and reveled in the blessed
chaos of life and creation that abounds in the wild places far
from cut stone and chopped timber. He learns the skills of a
healer and seeks to aid those who have need of his mending.
He learned of his mothers death while travelling through the
city and thought if she had not come here her heart might have
been mended. For some time his wanderings have been without
thought or purpose as he sadly ponders his mothers loss of
spirit and her turning away from the regenerative forces of
the forests heart. He silently vows that he will never lose
heart in such a fashion.

One day he was slowly walking the greenwood of the ancient
emerald forest where he met an elder healer with a blue
bird on his shoulder. He tarried quite some time and had
conversations about the gods and ancients. Milonutial first
heard the name Strienat and was intrigued by this great
ancient of the light. Days and many questions past between
them and findally the elder healer told him he had wasted
enough time pondering his naval and should seek out that
which he wanted. He then asked how he might learn more
and was told to pray and learn.