Editing Campaign:Oh Luna/Serval (section)

=== Background ===
Theravi was born in a small village nestled away in the east somewhere. They did have some unusual rituals (like the 'everyone whose name ends in Y put a duck on your head at precisely midnight at least once a month' ritual), and most of their money came from, like, pilfering tombs and selling the shiny stuff, but all in all, they were happy. Theravi, the oldest son of the lorekeeper of this little village, looked like he was going to follow in his father's footsteps- indeed, he displayed such a talent for figuring things out that people began to bring him all sorts of strange things that they found, including (among many smaller wonders) a silver bow that nobody could use properly (which Theravi kept, and kept ammunition for, just on the off-chance he'd get the damned thing to work for him, unlikely as it was). Theravi did have this unfortunate problem of being insatiably curious, though. He would wander out farther from the village each time he did, and eventually found himself in the middle of a wicked storm, too far away to get back.

So what did he do? Some people might cry and give up, ''like bitches'', but Theravi is made of stronger stuff. The first thing he did, before the storm really hit hard, was try to warn everyone. That didn't exactly work- he's not the most personable of people- but a few people listened, and it only took a few minutes of searching to get them tucked safely away. He could have hid himself as well, at this point, but decided instead to go back and try to get the rest of the caravan. Prooobably a bad idea. Most of them died before he could get to them, and a few more died while he was trying to lead them back to shelter. It was only through many epically awesome feats of awesome that he managed to survive!

And then Luna was all CONGRATULATIONS, HAVE AN ASSPAT.