The Calming of the Storm: Chronicled Adventures of the Heroes of Nyranzaru

Written by Alluela Silversgleaming

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I was born and raised in the port city of Nyranzaru on the Northern peak of the peninsula of Chult to two loving parents who were both shunned from their elven communities for being half-breeds. My earliest memories consist of being nestled into my mother's arms as she sat in her rocking chair singing me to sleep. Her melodic voice told of tales of damsels in distress rescued by brave and valiant knights who were sworn upon their birthright to serve and protect. I went to sleep each night safe in the knowledge that those heroes were out there looking after each and every one of us. I was certain of it.

Over time, though, that certainty diminished. I was newly enrolled in primary school, my brother freshly conceived, when my family was devastated by the news my father's ship was seized and pillaged by pirates. During the raid my father fought with all his might; however, succumbed to captain's blade. My mother took up the task of providing for my family working as a barmaid in the dock's district. She handled the dual role of both provider and care giver with grace, but it took a toll on her ailing physique.

Only six months after my father's death she went into premature labor. Upon her insistence I left my mother's side to find someone that could help. Recalling the stories of the gallant knights I ran directly to the captain of the guard. My request was denied outright, as the life of a lowly barmaiden was not of concern to those whom served the mayor. Given directives to speak to the local temple, I was given audience and returned home with a healer of the church of Torm. Upon our return, we found my mother crumpled on the floor in a pool of her own blood. The healer unsuccessfully attempted to revive both my mother and the stillborn child.

The knight I became an orphan changed me. I realized that the stories were wrong. Heroes aren't born, nor are people 'taught' to be valiant. Being a hero is about looking at the path ahead of you and making a series of choices for the good of others. The story I am about to tell is about the unlikely alliance of individuals thrust into a situation where a choice was made to try to save the world from the rise of an evil God, and although mistakes were made, the intent was always true.

In writing this I realize I am hardly an omniscient being my intent is for it to be read in third verse. Enjoy!

Alluela Silversgleaming