HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
[sblock=background]Jarl O'Beth was plagued by death (and no pun intended but that was how it was). The wolf packs every year, a new sickness between those times, and warring clans all conspired to bring the world as he new it to an unavoidable end, for him and his people. Times where before the hearty folk in and around Tyrborg would just say "it hasn't killed us yet so we are stronger for it". But that is mentioned only have heartedly as the people have come to their wits end as how to have a better life.
And this is what drove O'Beth to sleepless nights and long walks out under the stars. As a warrior O'Beth was formidable and had defeated many wolves and brigands to keep his countrymen safe. But as a healer the Jarl was lacking, what was it he was suppose to do against an enemy he couldn't see anyway. Disease and death, the plague a foe he could not best, and so he walked and walked wondering what it is he could do.
It was during on of these nights that he came to a tree struck by lighting and split down the middle. The two halves strecthing away from each other almost like the horns of The Great Bull himself. And the knob in the center almost like the great beasts nostrils. O'Beth took this all for a sign and bent down to pray as he had done before, but this time he didn't ask why. This time he knelt and ask, "What wuild ye have me do Great Bull."
Falkyr surprised at this after years of the young Jarl's moanings decide it was time to test the man again in battle. Falkyr sent an emmisary to tell O'Beth of the happenings in the lands of the Strand, and that answers were to be found there along with glory and honor. If the Jarl wished to help his people he must first help others, and that meant he should look to the barbarians and the troubles they now face.
O'Beth now some years older than that evening stands on a hill looking down on the city of Hania. He had traveled far and seen much coming out of the plaugelands and across the Uzuids. He feels invigorated though, perhaps this is the place he was meant to come to perhaps here he will learn something of the barbarian's plight here. [/sblock]
And this is what drove O'Beth to sleepless nights and long walks out under the stars. As a warrior O'Beth was formidable and had defeated many wolves and brigands to keep his countrymen safe. But as a healer the Jarl was lacking, what was it he was suppose to do against an enemy he couldn't see anyway. Disease and death, the plague a foe he could not best, and so he walked and walked wondering what it is he could do.
It was during on of these nights that he came to a tree struck by lighting and split down the middle. The two halves strecthing away from each other almost like the horns of The Great Bull himself. And the knob in the center almost like the great beasts nostrils. O'Beth took this all for a sign and bent down to pray as he had done before, but this time he didn't ask why. This time he knelt and ask, "What wuild ye have me do Great Bull."
Falkyr surprised at this after years of the young Jarl's moanings decide it was time to test the man again in battle. Falkyr sent an emmisary to tell O'Beth of the happenings in the lands of the Strand, and that answers were to be found there along with glory and honor. If the Jarl wished to help his people he must first help others, and that meant he should look to the barbarians and the troubles they now face.
O'Beth now some years older than that evening stands on a hill looking down on the city of Hania. He had traveled far and seen much coming out of the plaugelands and across the Uzuids. He feels invigorated though, perhaps this is the place he was meant to come to perhaps here he will learn something of the barbarian's plight here. [/sblock]
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