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Shadowmoon travels to AeriadorNearly five years passed and in late 1490 DR, Shadowmoon's love, the Silver elf Freiwin Cyrstalembers, was killed by orcs while on a patrol for the Elder Circle. Shadowmoon grieved for a year after his death. In the year 1491 DR, the Hierophant druids Finduilen and Pheszeltan, longtime friends of Shadowmoon, asked her to help them in a new world. Knowing the might of both Pheszeltan and Finduilen, Shadowmoon was intrigued and agreed. They brought her to the vast, rich new world Aeriador with it's tall, sharp mountains, lush forests and hills. Finduilen told her this new world, still in it's infancy, needed protectors. He explained to her how the mighty sorcerer Aerendyl created Aeriador and how long he labored at his task.&nbsp;<figure class="image"><img src="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-v4.webp" alt="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-v4.webp"></figure>She marveled at the skill of Aerendyl and his creation, running her hands over the tall grass and looking longingly out across the vast sea and forests. "A world created by an elf!" she exclaimed. "Truly, he will ascend to the heavens for such a deed!"&nbsp;Finduilen perked up, "he has ascended Lady Shadowmoon, but not how you may think. He has fallen into chaos and evil, corrupted by the Shard of Evil of the Abyss. Perhaps the source of all evil, if you will. He has been turned into a demon lord of terrible power, and rules both there and here. This is why I have brought you here, to aid me in protecting this world from the corruption of Aerendyl and the Abyss. If he has his way, this land and all that dwell here will slowly become one with the Abyss. I will not allow that, but I am not strong enough alone to hold him at bay. I need you! And we will need more allies to protect the balance of this world.&nbsp; Will you join me?" he said somewhat sheepishly. "I need someone stronger than me, and certainly more beautiful," he said with a smile.&nbsp;&nbsp;Shadowmoon gave him a wry smile, knowing that the power of Finduilen exceeded her own. "Finduilen, we have known each other for many years now, and you know that I have lost the love of my life. Perhaps you have seen, with a sight I do not have, the hole it has left in my heart. And perhaps you know exactly what will fill it. Although I love the world of Toril and the Emerald Enclave, this is what my heart has longed for. A world newly formed, as a child leaves her mothers womb. Aerendyl has left his child unattended and vulnerable, and I will help you in caring for it. My dear friend, you will not have to do this alone. I will be with you."<figure class="image"><img src="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-v2.jpg" alt="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-v2.jpg"><figcaption>Shadowmoon Crystalembers, when she arrived in Aeriador with Finduilen and Pheszeltan</figcaption></figure>Finduilen gave a sigh of relief. They walked along the tall grassy hill overlooking the seas of the west. Many things had not even been named at this time. Clouds formed overhead and it began to rain. Shadowmoon looked around in almost disbelief, "how big is this world, Finduilen?"&nbsp;Finduilen replied, "Shadowmoon, it's as big as Toril or Golarion, or the world of Oerth.&nbsp; Aeriador shares many similarities with those worlds as well, but there is a taint on this world that needs to be removed."&nbsp;Shadowmoon looked off into the distance, and a form approached emerging from the trees. A lithe, female form clad in dark leathers with a bow on her back and walking with a purpose through the tall grass. The female form had dark skin, and her hair was white as snow. It was Faeryl, friend of Finduilen, who approached.&nbsp; She bowed low to the lady Shadowmoon as she walked up to them. Faeryl, the drow female ranger was the greatest archer in Aeriador. Though not tall standing at just 5'4", she walked with confidence and grace that few could match. She was the shortest of the Six, but her height belied her true power. The Lady Shadowmoon towered over Faeryl, standing nearly as tall as the Lords Finduilen and Pheszeltan with her high boots. Faeryl looked up at the Lady Shadowmoon and smiled and then turned her attention to her friend.<figure class="image"><img src="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-Crystalembers-v2.webp" alt="http://192.168.2.1:5001/static/images/Shadowmoon-Crystalembers-v2.webp"></figure>"Finduilen, I have just come from the north and bring ill news. The Crevasse has widened and grown nearly double the length in the last seventy days. If we don't do something to stop it's growth soon, I fear it may consume all the world."Finduilen looked concerned, and then he turned to Shadowmoon and back to Faeryl, "Lady Faeryl, I present to you the Lady Shadowmoon of Toril. She has agreed to aid us and is a powerful force and influence on the natural world. She is a druid with no equal, and she is here to help us." Faeryl looked pleased and bowed again. "Welcome to Aeriador Lady Shadowmoon. We have much work to do."Pheszeltan and Shadowmoon looked at each other knowingly. Pheszeltan nodded to her and said, "I feel like all our lives have been in the saving and preservation of Toril... now we turn our attention to Aeriador."&nbsp;Finduilen and the others turned to the north and began walking. It was a long walk back to the home of Faeryl, the location they would begin their arduous task of saving the world.

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