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Information (long biography)Cael'Undaris looked upon the bloody remnants of his former travelling companions and shook his head sadly, "Why dont they ever learn?" he wondered aloud, over the years Cael had learned fast that if you dont take your time and consider wisely the results of your actions you doom not only yourself but your friends as well.
As he made camp and performed the ritual of sorrow for his companions he found himself wondering about his life, to the former friends he had at the abbey he was now known as the "Pathfinder" among the Humans "Moonhammer" and to the orcs and other evil denizens of the world "Iorek-Kraal" or "The White Death", many had heard of his name by now it was whispered with a mixing degree of awe and respect throughout the peoples of Faerun, but why do i fight? he asked, he sat under the light of the full moon and prayed to his god for guidance
as his mind entered the realmsof light and mist he heard a distant tear filled voice "take me there" he commanded as his vision swam he found himself in the middle of a dark and ancient forest filled with snow and the
stench of orcs, as he searched for the owner of the sorrowful voice he spotted them lying tied up to a great oak tree, whipped and tortured she stood there with tears running down her beautiful face which was the same colour as.... His own! Cael looked on astonished as she suddenly looked up at his spirit form and called to him for help, Cael felt his heart melt as she told him of how she was captured by a righteous cult intent on puryfying the earth for the complete domination of human kind. As his gaze took in more of his surroundings he recognized this place! as his gaze travelled up the side of this mountain he saw his former abbey ablaze with flame and realised that many of the trees here had the bodys of his former brother monks tied to them as he recoiled in horror and shock from the sight, the girl called to him again and he found himself drawn back to her "help me please! my lord" she managed to say before she broke down into tears again. as he re'entered his body he immediately packed his travelling items and using the heart of the
sorcerous orc from all thoe years past he willed himself into the shape of a mighty Moon Dragon and set off for his former home.
When he arrived there the flames had died and the cult had moved on to another area as he strained his ears he heard faintly the early words of the prayer of sorrow below him, he landed quickly and cast around him in the quickly falling snow as he followed the voice to its source, he saw the barely alive girl from his dream , he rushed over to her and cut the ropes quickly as he lay her down upon his cloak he took of his armour and wrapped her up in his cloak, he payed no heed to the cold as he set about gathering sticks for the fire when he had a sufficient amount he started a large fire in the midst of the trees and gently tried to get the girl to drink
some of the Ulthwiliar water which held many curative properties, after an hour she slowly came round and the first sight to greet her eyes was the slender yet muscular nude form of Cael sitting by the fire, as she struggled to sit up he turned and and there eyes connected for the first time sending a wave of fire through his cold body he rushed to her side and aided her as she sat up and rested against the trees he asked her what had happened,
"Three-score days ago we in the abbey heard the sound of a great force moving through the trees, as the warrior monks called out to the peoples outside our mighty walls they were each struck down with many green arrows of eldritch design, which burnt armour and flesh alike, the gates were sent crashing to the ground with a great blast of magical energy and a number of the remaining warrior monks were cast aside as if by giant hands, then a great force of black hooded warriors came rushing through and butchering all they could find, me and my sisters remained hidden inside the chapel protected by the high priestess until more of the warriors magically appeared and began there slaughter anew, my last memory was that of the high priestess bleeding from many wounds smiting the enemy as they appeared before i passed out, when i awoke i found myself on top of a cart of bodies being dragged out of the burning gates of the abbey i pretended to be as one with the corpses for fear of my life, they began to tie us up to the trees and daubed each body with an evil sign to prevent their souls from reaching Dhu'ryar to live in everlasting peace."
At this the poor girl burst into tears which did not halt for many minutes and Cael held her close til her weeping had ceased he gently wiped her eyes and urged her to sleep, as she did however she said to him: "My Lord who art thou?" and he replied in a voice that was edged with iron and fire: "I Am Cael'undaris and from now on shall be called:
The Moon-Fire"..........