Name: Unknown
Race: Human
Age: Unknown (but a cleric or healer would tell you early 20s)
Class: Druid
Alignment: TN
Deity: Unknown (Katia)
BIO:
I lay in the grass, ready to pounce on my prey, a lone boar. Unaware of my presence, I await the right moment, and it comes. My animal friend jumps into action and catches the prey with ease. Tonight I feast once again. Hunting is becoming increasingly easier, especially with my animal companion; our intuitive communication seems to grow stronger by the day. And truth be told, it seems that it is all I know how to do, all I remember of who I am.
I don’t know where I come from or how I came to be. All I remember is waking up one night under the moon in the middle of a grove, being licked by my animal friend, a brown bear. At first, I was scared, and it looked at me patiently. It’s almost as if I could read his mind, but not so, not exactly. I could sense his emotions and intentions, as if I could almost read his mind. I don’t recall how I ended up in the field, in my skivvies. No weapons, no food, no nothing, but he was there. I was messed up, bloodied. I remember thinking when I woke up and saw him that he had mauled me and was about to eat me up, but instead, I could see, no feel, no malice in him, but he was bleeding from his side. As I looked around, I could see nothing but a bit of red in the grass here and there. There had been a battle. Was I in it? How did I end up almost in my birth suit? Was I mugged? Who was I?
I felt pity for it, as it was in pain, even though it stood there by me like a guard of sorts. As I reached to examine his wound, I felt a tingle throughout my essence; I felt like I could hear and feel every leaf falling, every grass blade dancing in the wind, every branch swaying. And as I touched him, there was a glow for a moment, and his wound was almost completely healed. I was stunned, but he just looked at me, a bit innocently, dumb, could I even say, and he licked me again. I just felt that he was grateful for what I had done, even though I’m not sure how I did it. All I remember is wanting to make him feel better as I felt sad for his pain, which I was able to feel. I felt connected to him somehow, as if it was a part of me, and that part was hurting. And so I tried again, but failed. I had to put myself in the exact same state of mind and connection with everything surrounding me before I could do it again. And his wound was now completely healed. This is how it all started. This is how I understood I had a connection to nature that went beyond mere appreciation. I could feel nature —its essence, its power, its life.
I could feel how hungry I was!
And with that, that marvellous beast just stood up on his four legs and ran in the forest. I stood up, painfully, and I was hurt. But I moved in the direction my new companion had gone. And before I could even reach the wooden parts of where he had disappeared, he came back with a branch full of fruit. We both ate until we couldn’t eat anymore. And I fell asleep leaning on his side. When I woke up, I felt the pain in my body again. I tried to use the newfound powers I had, but couldn’t. I don’t know why exactly. But as I looked around, I somehow knew which plants were good for me and which were not. Somehow, I knew which to use to make a salve that would dull the pain. And I did… I dulled the pain, alright.. I dulled my tongue trying to chew the plants into a paste… Next time... use a rock-and-water, dummy! But I managed to do what I set out to do, and I felt better. And so we moved. It took a few days to get to a town, and when we lay at the edge of the forest looking at it, I felt dread. I did not like the look, smell, sound, or aura of the place. It’s not that I sensed anything particularly evil about it, but I felt like it wasn’t natural. At the same time, though, I needed help with my wounds. Even though I dulled the pain, I was still hurt, and the best place I thought would be there.
As I entered the town, people looked at me and laughed. Here I was, a taller-than-most platinum blonde guy, in his skivvies, patched up with dried-up salves, and being followed by a brown bear. I could feel the tension, so did my companion, and without even speaking, we just understood each other, and he went back to the woods. I looked for a temple, but all I could find in this small town was a shrine. As I entered it, I was greeted by the halflings there. I could understand them, but when I tried to respond to them, I couldn’t. I just could not speak a word. I opened my mouth and tried to make sounds, but I could not form words -nothing coherent. It’s as if I was never able to speak, I was mute. Somehow, we managed to communicate through rudimentary gestures, and, well, it was also obvious why I was there. They tended to me and gave me some basic necessities, and when I was ready to go, they graciously shooed me away. I found out from the town crier, who yells too much, that I was in a little town called Center. And well, this is how, for the past few days, my companion and I have decided to stick around this little town and learn to work together more, and how our hunting skills have been improving. I do have to say that even if I don’t recall who I am.. Nature and its vastness are calling me to explore it. So we will venture out soon and see what these lands are all about.
1. I understand and agree to the objectives of being a druid in Layonara.
2. I understand and agree to the rules of achieving these objectives.
3. I understand the internal organizational structure of the druids.
