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LUNA Character Background:

Luna comes from a line of Wild Elves who had turned their backs on the ways of the High Elves and left the magnificent Elven city of Quan’rath. Luna’s pack (as they’re called) took up residence in the Wildthorn Woods. Even at a young age, Luna felt the wild nature pulling at her. Though, like the other Wild Elves, who live for the moment, day to day – Luna also felt the pull of nature and its balance. She developed a rare gift among all elves; in that she could sometimes hear the woods speaking; she could hear the wind sing a song to her; she could hear the animals sharing their concerns about the balance of nature.

As she continued to grow, she learned that the power grew with her. Other members of her pack believed that she was blessed by Faylana, the goddess of Forests and Fay.

One day, while on patrol within the Wildthorn Woods, Luna came across brigands who had been pursuing a human woman. Luna used her archery to kill as many of the brigands as she could, but not before one could deliver a critical wound to the woman. Luna jumped down from the trees, revealing herself to the woman (something the rest of her pack disliked; as they were meant to be the guardians of the woods and not interfere directly with things that were not related to damaging the woods themselves). The woman, in her dying breath, explained that she had left her infant behind, hidden in the woods, and led the brigands away from the child. As the woman died, Luna closed the dead woman’s eyes and backtracked the woman’s path, easily following the path the woman had made in her haste of fleeing from the brigands. Tucked away, within a hollow tree trunk, she found a male, infant child, wide eyed and wondering what was going on; still the brave child did not cry. Luna knew she could not leave the child within the tree trunk; the child would either starve, or one of nature’s natural predators would find the child. Going against the rules of her pack, Luna scooped the child into her arms and traveled to the closest human city, where she dropped the child off at an orphanage, explaining what had happened.

That was almost twenty years ago.

She had since returned to Wildthorn Woods, once again, protecting the forest from those who would seek to damage it. One day, she had become violently ill – but soon discovered, it was not her that was truly sick. The land itself seemed to be crying out. Something was coming, something that was making the land sick. A change of balance; her pack knew that she would have to leave the forest and seek out what was causing this shift in light and darkness.

When she heard a large band of orcs had decimated a king’s castle; she thought she would begin there and see what drew the orcs together.