Ferol

Ferol Ven Ishtara, (known ingame as FER0L) called “Ferol the Old” by many, is a Mystic, Historian, Writer, and Politician. His earliest days in Rathnir were spent in the quaint town of Red Waters, at one point achieving the rank of Knight of Tsaeloma. He can be found wearing a gaudy wool sweater and the head of a walrus. He is most recently regarded as a skilled diplomat, representing the Kingdom of Galadonn. He is also the founder of Astran Ushati.

Origin
''Ferol’s feet landed on solid ground. This was a surprise, as one does not jump into the void expecting to return. But then… perhaps, he hadn’t. The world he left was one plagued by war and fierce beasts of unnatural terror, where the light of the heavens was but a seldom fleeting glimmer as it beat against the billowing smoke that filled the skies.''

This new land held no such horrors.

''The soil he rest his callused feet upon felt fertile. The skies, though dark, were dotted with more stars than he had ever seen at once. Ferol fell to his knees. His calculations were far from correct; but stepping through that portal was a one-way ticket to a world where all of his worries melted away in this field of daffodils, wicking with his tears and the morning dew.''

''“You there! Have you a place to stay?” A voice called out. A rather short human stood by a set of massive stone gates, to which a sign, inscribed “Red Waters”, pointed “My name is Cassiath, what’s yours?”''

Even then, the brilliant orange sun began to rise, and Ferol approached the city gates.

Ferol’s homeworld was a dark and desolate realm, having become ravaged by war and greed. It was not always that way, however. In his youth, it flourished with flora, fauna and the magic of the natural world. This idyllic existence would soon become memory as he was cursed to watch it fall. The experience of seeing a paradisal plane brought to ruin over the course of a century became formative to the aging wizard. Towards the end, he sought only to escape to a world not yet lost to catastrophe. For years, he worked towards extradimensional travel, coming to perfect it in his 119th year. This is also the year that he founded the religion of the Astran Ushati, of which he was the only follower.

Upon arrival in Rathnir, he was gladly accepted into the province of Tsaeloma. He observed that, to his delight, the governing forces were far from the power hungry terrors he knew from Kadevan. This is not to say that they were without fault; Ferol was present for many dissenting conversations among the middle-management of Red Waters, Wordesh and beyond, but his humble and friendly presence kept many such discussions on the rational side.

Early Career
Not long after his arrival, Ferol erected a tower for his residence. He began filling it with all of the books he could find, including a few of his own. The more he read, the more enraptured he became in Tsaeloma’s culture. He would grow to develop a friendship with two leaders of the region, Alihas and Cassiath Dem Spheniscidae. In between building housing for new Tsaeloma residents, he would be up in his tower, brewing potions which was among his favorite hobbies.

Due to his diligence to serve in the community, and perhaps his honorable character, Ferol was inducted into the order of the Knights of Shaloma. Ferol was present for the opening of the Capitol Palace of Viodoxa, and shortly thereafter, vanished for some time.

When he returned, he had written what he came to call the “Acusmata”. Three profound Astran Ushati Texts that sought to explain the esoteric powers of the universe, and the prophecy of One to come.

These were:

The Acusmata of the Moon Mind

The Acusmata of the Sun Spirit

The Acusmata of the Plight

The Shaloman Exodus
Ferol returned from his unexplained absence to a Tsaeloma in disarray. His friend, Cassiath, had been murdered in a conspiracy set forth by his father, Ryou Bakura. Cassiath's son, Cassius, then lead a group of followers into the wilderness to establish the Kingdom of Galadonn. Ferol, torn between two options —to ally under the regime that murdered his dear friend, or to start anew with his son— chose to join Cassius, in hopes to protect his endeavor and someday mend the divide between the country he called his homeland, and the son of the leader he knew Cassiath to be.