Raenvan has been in the Great Forest for as long as locals can remember; and traveller's tales along the Westspoke Road extend the whispers, talk and polished-antler relics of their passing even further back than village memory.
All the tales and encounters, old and new, differ in some details -- gender changes, antler head-ornaments come and go, and other such things -- but some facets remain a constant:
the deer-hide cloak, entire;
the deerskin mantle, hood up;
the strings of antler disc-beads around Raenvan's neck;
the clatter of deer-hoof "bells" hung from mantle and sash;
and the ancient, time-darkened bow, the bone and antler arrows in calloused hands.
Raenven silently delivers life-saving food to the wood-lost; leads wild beasts to devour fields that encroach upon the Forest; and rarely, very rarely, shows the way to long-forgotten broken barrows or tumbled caches of ancient relics.
The tales say that Raenven can take deer-shape at will, and force others into the form -- or mind -- of hind or hart likewise.
Wanton killers and wasteful hunters are coursed through the Forest before their flesh is filled with antler-arrows.
No question about their nature will the Deer-Saint answer.
All the tales and encounters, old and new, differ in some details -- gender changes, antler head-ornaments come and go, and other such things -- but some facets remain a constant:
the deer-hide cloak, entire;
the deerskin mantle, hood up;
the strings of antler disc-beads around Raenvan's neck;
the clatter of deer-hoof "bells" hung from mantle and sash;
and the ancient, time-darkened bow, the bone and antler arrows in calloused hands.
Raenven silently delivers life-saving food to the wood-lost; leads wild beasts to devour fields that encroach upon the Forest; and rarely, very rarely, shows the way to long-forgotten broken barrows or tumbled caches of ancient relics.
The tales say that Raenven can take deer-shape at will, and force others into the form -- or mind -- of hind or hart likewise.
Wanton killers and wasteful hunters are coursed through the Forest before their flesh is filled with antler-arrows.
No question about their nature will the Deer-Saint answer.
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