By night, I assume the role of Ariana Moonstalker, wood elf druid of Tunare.
Her Story...

A young wolf lays in a clearing in the darkening forest; her body quivering with labor pains.  Ariana Moonstalker, not much more than a child herself, watches from the shadows as the wolf stuggles to give birth to her pups.  Tentatively, Ariana creeps towards the wolf, calling to her in a soothing voice to keep her calm.  The wolf tries to rise, but is weakened by the pain of each growing contraction.  Gently, Ariana places her hands along the wolf's back causing a light blue glow to imminate from her hands; almost instantly the wolf relaxes and soon after gives birth to her pups.

Even as a young child, Ariana felt the blessings of Tunare, the Great Mother of All, coursing thru her blood.  The oldest child of Derlynn and Meria Moonstalker, her father dreamed of her becoming a tailor as he had done.  Although Derlynn had married a druid himself, he did not think it appropriate for a daughter of his to travel far from the village...as druids often did.  He felt it more proper for Ariana to remain in Kelethin safely within his watchful eye.  Meria, however, recognized the gifts bestowed upon her daughter.  Despite knowing that her husband would disapprove of Ariana becoming a druid, Meria secretly spoke with her old friend and guildmaster, Heartwood Master.

An eager student, Ariana studied at Soldiers of Tunare for many years.  Angered at first by Meria's deceit, he was soon astonished by Ariana's natural ablitites.  Late one evening, while meditating in the depths of Greater Faydark, Ariana suddenly saw a brilliant light hovering above her head.  Gazing into the light, she saw worlds pass by -- cool cavern homes deep within mountains, busy and large cities by the sea, and finally a clear river flowing thru an open plain.  A large wooden bridge loomed in the background and two figures stood on a hill.  The first, a large, clumsy-looking figure, almost like an elf but with round ears, stood arrogantly in armor and yeilded a mighty sword.  The second held Ariana's eyes transfixed, an elf but with skin the color of the midnight sky and hair as white as the petals of a daisy..  A melodious voice called to her, "Your destiny awaits, Ariana.  Seek out the world and spread my Love....."
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