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I am Holly Oak of the Circle of the Cat Star. Like our namesake, we are wanderers. I have only recently gained my Name, and thus, my rights to practice. The archdruid of our circle gave me the blessing of Oak, in hopes that I would become strong, and fight against those who intrude upon our Plane. My mentor gave me the blessing of Holly, for my hardiness and protective bite.
For now, I continue to use the name I used as a street rat, until I know how this land treats wildwalkers. I've seen a few, but I've yet to find out if there is a city circle, let alone wandered far enough to find menhirs for the more traditional circles.
I have come to Arelith after passing through Waterdeep, like many have. An absurd land, where the less savory often escape to, I was told. Certainly worth exploring...
The strangest aspect is how thick the ley runs here. Primordial power breathes down my neck, even as arcanists pull at it. It has changed the people who live here, and no one is ignorant of its effects. At least, not for long.
I must be careful. I have already had to put down a sister who had lost herself to a call she could not handle. The land weeps, and will return her to the cycle.
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