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On a dark and stormy night twins were born upon the tides, one a thick boy, the other a fragile girl. The boy was named after the god of stars, lord Alastar, The girl was named after the witch of the sea, lady Rhianna. The twins had been born to a cursed family, a family of outcasts. On every family members right forearm lay a symbol of a magical creature, each symbol was different for each member, and none who met them knew what they signified. On the female child there lay a symbol of a griffin. Upon the male child was the symbol of a curled dragon.

Born upon the tides, on a large ship that was doomed the second it left port. The waves tossed and turned the ship, even with the ships great size, it was no match for the power of the ocean. The ship was built ages ago, and was large and mighty yet it was torn asunder, and never would it be seen again. The two children though were destined to live, and this is their story. They grew unknowing of each other’s existence and for many a year so they would think they were an only child.
Each had been rescued by those who would have nothing to do with them, their bodies and souls used for nothing more than money and power. Rare was it for either child to truly be cared for, one pawned the other used.







13 years later...

The boy Alastar had grown up in a small town by the sea, called Felwood Harbor. The town having been called such as it was the closest town, or even closest form of any establishment to the Felwood Forest. The Felwoods were a dark and dreaded forest, where countless untold of horrors lay, waiting to devour the lost souls that wandered to close to their forest lair. Every man, woman and child feared this forest, and would not go near it, every soul except Alastar, who lived closest to the Felwoods.

Unlike most of the boys Alastar was not raised into business, he would never be a fisherman, an inn keeper, or tavern lord; he would never travel the lands selling rubbish artifacts, he would do none of those things like the others of the town. He especially could not sell the artifacts in this town, for once he discovered the truth, and the whole town’s fame for glorious items had dropped. Alastar proved to the whole village, and all that were visiting, during a fall festival that all these so called mystical treasures were fake, and had no power whatsoever. Thanks to Alastar, the festival of trade would never be seen again, the pride, fame and glory of the Felwood Harbor fell steeply, and forever more it would be seen as a town of hard working thieves. Very few would come here to trade as much as before the incident, though as long as it was not said to be magical, than people would still buy from the town. Though later this incident was forgotten, and many a trader started back up their old false routines, they made sure to stay far from Alastar when doing their business.

Every townsman called Alastar a failed craft master, and talked amongst themselves of how the boy would never amount to anything, everyone spoke like this save for his foster mother, who cared for him so. She swore to him that as long as he tried he could amount to great things.

Alastar lived in a secluded cabin with a woman that was too beautiful to be his mother (and much too skilled) this woman went by the name Maria Reláise, the mistress of herbs and medicines. Those that did not believe her to be a witch due to her unique medical crafts came to her for every cure. Maria was known as the most beautiful woman in the town. Alastar's definition was that she was scrawny even for a girl, this thought was mostly formed by the fact that most of the harbor woman were not small framed. Maria was thin, and had long dark brown hair, with sparkling sea blue eyes, that any man could get lost in for all eternity. She was unmarried, with Alastar being her only child.

Beforehand Alastar had been found by a band of traveling merchants, instead of nursing the boy back to health they attempted to pawn him off onto any woman they met, claiming that his frailty was a half off discount. Though there was no discount involved and everyone knew these swindlers were attempting to rip every person off with their off the wall prices. Maria seeing this was still willing to pay such a large sum of money, and nursed the boy back to health. He never grew to be as chubby as he had been when he was born, but he grew healthy enough. Acquiring this child helped Maria to settle down, the town of Felwood being her resting point. No person knew where she was from or what her history was, nor why she would get a house so close to the Felwoods, but in the town of Felwood everybody's history was their own personal history, and they did not have to share it with anyone, and nobody ever asked for it anyways.

When Alastar asked of the symbol on his right arm upon his fourteenth birthday, Maria had told him it was a gift from the gods that must signify power and greatness, for it was the sign of the dragon. Alastar hearing this decided his life perhaps had a greater meaning, more than this town of course, and he dreamed of leaving the town for the thought of discovering this meaning excited him.