Legends of Belariath

Van Masterson

It all started 24 years ago...his parents on one winter night gave birth to a son and then they saw he was different then them...his hair being a light blue and theirs a dark brown as well as their eyes they knew that it was an omen. After consulting with the old healer of the village it was decided that young Van would study as a healer and not help on the farm..the family being a vastly religious people much like the community and all throughout his life Van has been in the tutalidge of the old master. Being that the old master was indeed tha1t..old when Van had reached his later teens and has learned the basic's of the clerical heirarchy he was told by the old master to leave the town, the only place he has ever known and travel the land to gain more knowledge of the healing arts and grow himself..both spiritual and mental.

Just a few short weeks after leaving his teary eyed parents and venturing out into the unknown he came upon a travelling caravan with a small number of travellors aboad it garnering safe passage to the next town. The one thing that drew Van to it was the cries of pain from a little girl on the last wagon and also the fact it was pouring rain and he was soaked to the bone. When entering the wagon he was greeted with the sight of a 8 year old girl being treated by her parents for wolf bites to her arms and legs..doing what Van does best he healed the girl tho his powers were not strong and it took many an hour and in the end he passed out due to the exhaustion of his efforts. Upon waking up he was offers by the caravan master to join them in their travels and become the healer of their troupe..thinking it over and agreeing for the traveling method was easier on him and the chance to grow and exsperience more too good to pass up he went with them and over the cvourse of the years he got to know them very closly and call them his freinds.

In the course of his travels he had learned of the land of Belariath and the many possibilties there...and tho the caravan master was sad to see him leave he abided by his wishes and in a route he came to the outskirts of the fabled land..both dangerious and hopefull and on his last night there the girl he had saved came to him...she being 18 now and he 24 and on that night they shared each other company for the first time and last..their parting in the morning bringing tears to her eyes but knowing someday she would meet him again and they would share their life forever. Her smile soft as she held his necklace he had given her close while she watched him walk off into the outskirts of town and her caravan begin to take off..the distance growing as she could not see the tears coming down his cheek as he fought not to gaze to her..to the past and keep looking to the future also knowing they would meet again.

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