Legends of Belariath

Shemael

The Torian Had come from a long line of healers, He was trained from the time he came of age in the magical weave of life. Thirsting for more Knowledge when he learned all the small and simple tricks he could from his village he moved on in the search for even greater abilities. His life was not hard nor was it easy, one would call it a mild road he walked. He strayed from combat except to help those who were injured during it. His road has now brought him into the Empire and who knows where the road will lead next. The Healer had found his place after a few rough times., The Sylvan who found him at first had released him and another elf had taken him. He stayed there for a short time but the Elf was not a slave owner and she finally went her own way, After which The Torian was snatched up by a Silver Wing named Myra. The Silver wing had taken care of the healer honing his skills and finding him a job, He remains in her care having devoted himself to her and his studies alone. Knowing he was the odd one in the home he was feeling uncormfortable around his brothers and his Mistress' Mate they were all Dark wing and he was the only bright wing in the household, She saw his discomfort and moved him from the treehouse they all stayed at to a more private secluded home to keep him comfortable and to keep his brothers from picking on him due to his Niaevness.

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