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Ordo Sylvanus |  |
| The
Origin of Crackhead Bob
-An Excerpt from Codex: Lothar |
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Ordo Sylvanus | |
| The
Origin of Crackhead Bob
-An Excerpt from Codex: Lothar |
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| Many legends have come from
the dark woods of Yew, long tales of monsters and undead creatures rising
from the graves of lost souls, most are lost by the passage of time, others
grow into the heritage of the small town people. This is one of those stories.
It started with the arrival of a stranger taken in by the scribes of the
Empath abby. He was as he was born, nude to the world as well as nude to
modern Yew society. He could not speak and his skin was dark as night.
Its as though he came from the darkest pits of hell, unclean and scarred.
Nevertheless the scribes felt that this man was a man that deserved the
basic needs of any Yew citizen. He was taught to talk, to eat properly,
to read and, later on, to think. He possessed an uncanny strength and speed
that did not go unnoticed by the guards of the Abby. He soon befriended
Barton, a guard who taught him the skills of combat. The first weapon that
he picked up was a bow, and he learned it fast. During the long days of
the summer solstice, they would go deep in the forest slaying beasts in
their path, it was then that Barton noticed his connection with the wild.
he could track as well as any versed ranger and it was even said that he
could speak to creatures. Barton kept this from the scribes, if the scribes
knew about his abilities they might confuse him with a demon of some kind.
Barton had to find out the truth about his friend.
He started talking to the wise and knowing bards that wonder towns in search of a new story to tell. One such legend was of Lothar of the Hill People, a bishop at the time of a guild named The Holy Order. Lothar was in search of his long lost brother who he had never met. They had been separated at birth, all that Lothar knew was that his brother, Roberto of the Hill People was either murdered along with his parents, or lost somewhere in the forest of Yew. His parents were traveling to the city of Minoc with his infant baby brother when they were attacked by thieves. Lothar's father put up a gallant fight, but in the end was slain, his mother violated and executed, and as for the child no body was ever found. A scholar found tracks of mongbats near the scene. It seemed to be a reasonable explanation to Barton, this would explain his friend's abilities. The only thing that seemed out of place is how could a baby survive such a hostile environment. Could the mongbats raise a human? The only way to find that out was to put Roberto under a spell and go into the deepest parts of his mind. Barton felt that not telling of Roberto's possible return would not be good at this time. The spell had to be cast with the utmost secrecy. In the late hours, Barton took his friend to the upper library of the Abby. There a magus was ready to cast, the specifics of his testimony were never recorded, and in essence it cooborated with Lothar's story. The only detail ever recorded of his life among the mongbats was that he once was tested to fly. He fell of a cliff and scarred his head. The mongbats called him Guamga, which loosely translated means Cracked Head. Barton named him Crackhead Bob. A perfect marriage of his birth name and his mongbat tribal name. Finally Lothar and Bob were united, Bob was inducted into the ranks of The Holy Order where his skills were sharpened along with his guildmates. They say he still has the instincts of a mongbat and in the darkest hours of the night he visits his tribe... That is another story. |