The Harvest Moon Consortium

[Winterhawk99]

The Quest

500 years, 500 hundred years of life most of them tread across the vastness of the worlds like Sierra na. It is yet another world to ponder. Different? Its no different than any other there is small respite along the paths of wars both seen and unseen. Little peace amongst the chaos of life where often enough good people surcume to evil not the evil of others the evil that sits within themselves.

She stands at the ravine looking off into the distance considering her life. this new world among the many shes traveled. She thinks back to the begining.

Underdark, Mezzoborean the great capital city. She was just begining her studys. Her house was small 15th house she had no heart for the spiderqueen and new with such a declining house she would not be missed for long. She dashed for the surface at the first oppertunity. They followed. Hunter and hunted. she ran. she avoided the unmentionable creatures as best she could and they followed. She learned to dodge and lead them into danger. They were less but they still followed.

When last she broke the surface they were right on her heels. She took an arrow and fell in front of a human. She thought the creature was human she was not sure. They attacked him. and she fainted.


She expected Death at the old mans hands. She was drow a vile and evil people from deep within the ground. she was taught that every surfacer would kill her if they got a chance to. It Didnt happen that way The old man cared for her, taugh her his language and taught her his ways. He lived far from civilization. Never told her why or how he got here. She didnt ask the look in his eyes was enough to silence any questions. It was the precious gifts he gave her that clung to her thoughout the rest of her life. Compassion, Sufferance, Justice for the weak. He was a palidan of Chokra Broodslayer a Mighty god of this little part of faerun. He Taught her as he himself was taught then after a decade he was gone.

So short a life yet so full a life.

She buried him as he instructed her to and gave him the last rites of Chokra setting his sword in his hands so that he may enter the void with it. She cried a moment. the palidan was the only decent being she had ever met. She loved him as a daughter. She promised to always remember.


She wandered the lands near arziel, the elven fort, fought the the many evils of the land includeing foes like the bandit Rat, others shuned her she was alone until the day she met Mara the bard. A beautiful singer from Azail. They became lovers.

She grins thinking of of her beautiful bard. Alistra looks over at her strangely then goes back to her son. The Drow Lights her pipe takeing long slow pulls from it.

One day while going to the temple just outside the elven fort they saw great magics just out in front of the doorway. they both watched suspisiously. A voice said take her. Mara reached into the confluence of magic and brought forth a human baby girl. Both were estatic that they were given a daughter to raise. Somehow they had come upon a trust of someone. Who she didnt know. They both retired they built a home far from the cites of Chokras realm and retired there raising their daughter.

As all things begin they also must end. Mara died her soft nature no match for time that marches always on. Their daughter now only looking like a teen had grown to be as strong as herself yet Gentle like mara.

She bured Mara in a forest glade. As she was giving her chokras rights the girl wandered off. She heard a scream and then nothing.

She ran drawing her bow following the ones who stole her the tracks disappeared

She Wandered about fearun on a never ending quest after a few years Chokra no longer heard her prayers. She still searched. She was beaten most places. shuned in others. only welcomed in the folds of her own thoughts. After one particularly bad beating from villagers near Tethyr a group of priest saved her and dragged her unconscious body away from them. They helped her recover and taught her the ways of illmater. She learned their ways and became their palidan. She followed illmater as she stepped into greyhawk, to krynn and to other places across the prime. She even stopped at the city of doors occasionally always asking when she could, about a fair haired human maid with a perpensity for magic


Sometimes she was so close. She knew her daughter was alive. Sometimes the trail grew cold. She started loosing heart.

the last place she was greated with a zealous hate. She didnt remember the name of the world but everywhere she went she was threatened, attacked and hunted. Villagers finally caught up with her. They were thugs that ran the village. She was beaten so viciously. As she knew she was dying the pain suddenly stopped.

A vision of illmater came to her. The vision told her that she had suffered enough. She could let go or he could have a friend take her to where he could not go. He asked do you want to live Tiberia? Do you want to be in a place where you wont be rejected. Do you want to come with me and let go. She could here her self saying that she still had a mission. he noded.

The thugs left her for dead. pink foam slowly frothed out of her mouth with each breath. An old man appeared much like the old palidan she was taught by. He had a crown and a flowing white beard. He picked her up. Stroked her hair and in an instant she was enfolded by pink and yellow lights.


A dwarf named Telin had found her. bound her while she was slowly dieing and put her up against the log. He talked out loud to himself at first wondering what to do with the drow. whether he should just do away with her. He asked her questions she could only nod or shake her head. He decided to heal her and after awhile loosed her bonds. She was no threat to him.

She tried to heal herself. It didnt work. Illmater could not hear her. She must find a new path to follow wile keeping chokra and illmater a part of her. She had followed the two faithfully. Now she must find another.

She taps her bowl out and cleans the pipe carefully. looking back at the fire. A new begining for her a continuation of an old quest.



Written by Winterhawk