Formerly a figurehead for a highly superstitious matriarchy, focused on subjugation of other religions and colonizing of other cultures. In essence their gladiator 'king' now a ruler of a broken land, ravaged by the cataclysm, war and famine.

Presently 'crownless' abandoned the crown to better serve his people and show humility as he and the last surviving priestess rebuild the kingdom. Relies heavily on Anba for council but ultimately thinks he knows best despite the reality.

Inheriter to many of his mother's latent abilities, untapped for much of his life and kept bottled by the now deceased High priestess. Slowly coming to realize his gifts

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Long story short - on a quest of sorts to help his people thrive again. One aspect is gaining visitors to his realm in the hopes that the new faces will help lift his peoples spirits and broaden their horizons.
Found a a very small doe who looked battleworn, he almost thought she was a child and initially pitied her but came to realize her age the more he observed her. Invited her to his lands on the grounds of getting her out of the rain but didn't pressure her further. Could tell she had been through a lot and was in a way suffering.
A few days later became aware that she had arrived, giving her time to acclimate before seeking her out.


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Summoned back to the Temple some months ago. Found not much other than ash and ruin. His city burned to the ground in the wake of the earthquake, only the Temple's golden halls unscathed. Gathered those of his people that were still around and pointed to the still standing walls as the sign that the Goddess hadn't forsaken them. Explained the quake and flood were but her wrath upon the heretics to the north, those lands shattered and filled with the sea to purge the corruption they brought.

Rallied the strong among them and set about rebuilding homes after dividing tasks for gathering food and care for the injured. Spent several weeks doing this, all throughout wondering who had summoned him back and where the High priestess had gone. Asked often for her but had little answer other than that maybe she had returned to the Goddess herself. Did his best to keep this quiet, as such news could break his people's morale but helped through this by one of his ladyship’s many handmaidens, whose presence did much to soothe the lesser caste.

Rebuilt his land slowly and over time people who had fled returned, among them some of the Priesthood who were quickly sentenced to death for desertion and heretical action. Did well to remind his people of such sins, this land built upon strength and will that forged stones - not the sand that slipped between them. Their execution was swift and just as quickly allowed the Priestesses to urge celebration in honor of the Goddess. Reminded of the forest as they told tales and sang their songs of their promised life so quickly excused himself under the pretense of seeking private prayer.

Entered the endless wood and felt his mind clear as always, forgetting why he had wanted to come here. Lingered a few moments in thought till a familiar scent drifted in the wind, with it an unmistakable tang. Worried, he sought out Sophie in the birch, thinking that perhaps like many here - he would find her having been injured but more perplexed when he found her and saw the tiny fawns near her side. Customarily it was not his place to approach or address a mother unless invited to do so. Successful births were rare in his land and entire wings of the Temple were forbidden even to him as it was sacred and saved only for the expecting, new mothers and their children. Children were almost never even seen until their naming day, sometimes years after birth. He'd never seen anything so small and new in his life.

Approached by Sophie and told that they were his, invited to look at them and did so reverently but soon felt panic creeping into his heart when he was left with them alone. (Though Sophie was but a short distance away with Ale.) Treated both his daughters as though they were glass, as such ended up in an awkward position as he balanced himself and the two fawns in an attempt to prevent them from falling on their new and clumsy legs. Eventually lowered himself and the twins to the ground as their mother and older sister returned, realizing he had been quite nearly holding his breath the entire time they were talking. Spent the rest of the evening there, letting it sink in that he was a father before leaving after Sophie had. Took this news to his quarters quietly before seeking prayer for their safety and health.