Geldazar Aur Mirra: Introduction

Geldazar Aur Mirra wrapped his green robes tighter around his weak frame. The weather was pleasant in Cestermane, but he felt unease all around. The large city was a far cry from the idyllic abbey life he had run from. And many leagues further from his previous life in the wild Nethisar mountains. This was a strange land to him, and he was drained by the long journey from Bellchester. He was not sure how he had managed to walk the entire road’s distance, much less remain standing now. But his legs continued to carry him into the city as whispered thoughts compelled him further.
A young human girl ran up to him and asked for a blessing only to give a frightened squeak and run off in the opposite direction. Pain crept into his chest. She had seen his face, he thought. This wasn’t the first time that had happened, but it didn’t hurt any less. He supposed most folks weren’t used to seeing a half-orc wearing the Blood Priest robes, nor one with such a physically ravaged condition. Maybe it was true what some of the monks and nuns said. That was was being cursed by Geldeneir, forced to suffer for some inherent evil within him, his body slowly withered away, life force drained for beings more worthy. Despair took hold as the dark thoughts cackled in his mind. A stranger in a strange land, alone and afraid, unsure of why he even came in the first place, Geldazar’s eyes began to burn as tears welled up like a salty mountain spring. Fear gripped tightly around his throat. He turned around to start the long journey back to the abbey when he was suddenly stopped in his tracks.
You can’t go back there, not after how far you’ve come, came the unbidden voice. Geldazar gasped as his sorrow and thoughts fled like darkness before light. He stood in the streets listening to the primal beat of his heart.
Your path lies in greater deeds than you’ll find back down that road. Yes, there will be pain on your path ahead. But pain and Life are one and you will one day learn the truth of it. So turn around. Shed no tears, you are not alone. Remember, our strengths are together as one. I am here with you, I will guide you. You only need to listen to your blood. It has more wisdom than all the scriptures, symbols, and holy books in the land. Take heart, for our journey together will be long and of much importance. Listen to your blood.

Geldazar’s heartbeat quickened at the brief revelation. She always seemed to come when he thought he could take no more. He shuddered as he felt the tingling luminous blood flowing throughout his body. There was Life in him still. Rejuvenated, he turned around and made his way toward the market district. There, standing next to a small caravan of wagons and carts, he observed several figures talking amongst themselves. He could not make out what they were saying, for the blood in his ears sang a song of oceanic truth. He stepped forward to introduce himself.