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Artemis the Druid

I am Artemis the Druid. I hail from the Dark Forest originally where I've lived up until now when I find myself here in Town. I am son to Segren the Warrior, who died in battle many years past, and Mariah the Gentle. Who communed with Nature daily but has recently passed on my sixteenth birthday. It's quite the irony to turn sixteen and be both a man and no one's son anymore. My Mother said that Father's words for me that I should be the Hunter and hone my instincts to be one with my surroundings. Hence, my name, Artemis, the Greek goddess of the Hunt. Even with this being a name typically given to females is the Greek aristocracy, both my parents felt that I, too, would be special enough to bear the name of one of the most respected deities in the Greek pantheon. Without their council to guide me further into manhood, and with no role model or teacher to turn to, I wander the streets hoping that instinct will pull me in one direction or another so that I may find a path that is both worthy of my name and worthy of my parents memory.

Druid Artemis

Advisor Description

Witchdoktor has been a friend to my family for many years. Since before I was born, actually. Knowing that, you'd be hard pressed to see any signs of significant aging on him. He seems to age at a different rate than we do. I say it must be his connection to Nature that has maintained this man so well through the decades. At any rate, I ramble. Witchdoktor aided my Mother during my birth when my Father was away on what would be his last battle. My Mother's cries of labor echoed through the Dark Forest and into Witchdoktor's ears. This man, who was otherwise a recluse, came to see who would be troubled so and found my Mother huddled by the fire on a pelt ready to give birth to me. My Mother told me, when I was able to understand, who this dark-skinned man was that visited us from time to time and brought wonderful herbs and flowers from within the Dark Forest. She never mentioned if he had a commoner's first name nor do I remember Witchdoktor ever mentioning so. Curious to think about that now. I do remember him saying that he was the Witchdoktor of the former Gray Moon Tribe that existed even long before my parent's birth. As I grew up, Witchdoktor would come and take me into the Forest to learn survival tips like herbalism, cooking, communing with nature, animal empathy, and the like. He always smelled like fresh earth and green moss with a hint of something sweet that always lingered after he was gone. I thought nothing of being in this dark-skinned man's company and my Mother approved of his teachings for me as they were practical and could be put to good use to ensure survival. Witchdoktor turned out to be an unexpected friend. I never gave any thought to the difference in age or the difference in skin color or his mode of dress as opposed to the other men in Town. I just know that if things were not to go well, he would step in to make sure that I don't join my parents in the hereafter too soon!.

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Reflections On Your Mother

My Mother, Mariah, was a woman of duality. She was strong to remain by herself with a child whilst her husband was off fighting yet she was gentle enough to be a kind soul to many in the Forest. She could prepare a feast on the Full Moon and yet still befriend the animals of the Forest. I watched her many days as a child - cleaning up after dinner and staring out the window wondering if her husband ,Segren, would be returning this evening. Should she have saved some supper for him? Should she risk burning an extra candle through the night so that the light would guide him safely home? When I would ask about Father, she would shush me and tousle my hair and say,"Don't worry, my sweet boy. Your Father is brave and is fighting for our freedoms. You, too, will be great just like him some day. You will carve your own path and people will come to know and respect you for who you are." I would just smile and hug her. At such a young age I couldn't comprehend the depth of those words but from the way she looked at me when she said them, I felt nothing but love. I certainly knew THAT at a young age. Whatever interest I dabbled in, my Mother fully supported it. It was a chance for her to learn also and would draw us close as she nurtured my young mind to learn some extraordinary things.

Druid Artemis

Some refer to me as Artemis, the Cook master.

Druid Artemis

The Beauty of Lady Fluke

'Twas in the light of the room, I saw her face.
'Twas in the light of the moon, I saw her grace.
Worldly wench with skin so fair, pull me in to smell your hair.
The men all seek a welcome nest,
they seek the comfort within your breast,
they find the will to feel alive and
give you money you need to survive.
You play the part, so well informed,
and from the shops, so well adorned.
The men they come from here and there
to watch and cheer the maidens fair.
Your smile doth shine like gems in the sun,
your guile makes men shun everyone
who think to take the smile away
from a stunning lass that could play all day.
Your love for life spreads left to right
and though that love occurs at night,
you stand to flourish until the dawn
when you yourself stretch out a yawn
to the new day here, to be unique,
to be a premier with one rosey cheek.
The men all long to be your suitor,
but none to you are any more cuter
than one who stand and with all the things said,
would take you up to be in his bed.
To show you the love and all you deserve from someone who appreciated always being served.

Artemis the Druid

While a Dog Rat may be difficult for some a Dog Rat is no match for me.

Artemis Druid

Today, my encounter with a Bat Swarm ended with me slaying the Bat Swarm.

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Artemis the Druid Lives!. I, Artemis, have died but am alive again! I had duty but lost sight of it. For the 1st time I suffereth a final fate within this reality of tears.