Allistair was born to noble parents who discovered the young child was quite peculiar at an early age when they caught him conversing with an albino rat. He begged his parents to keep the rat as a pet, which they eventually relented on, even though they were concerned what those in the other aristocratic families would think. He named his rat companion Whitefur and the two have been inseparable ever since. His parents even claimed, to those they dare trust, that they even heard the rat talk back on more than one occasion.
As Allistair reached early adolescence, it became clearer that he was imbued with a gift of magic ability. Due to being different, he spent much of his time alone with his companion, reading as many books as he could find on the histories of the world. As he approached his fourteenth birthday his parents made the difficult decision to send the boy away to a place he could fit in and chase his dreams. So they gifted an endowment to the Blue Hats of the Blue Wizard Bastion, securing their son a place amongst the premier intellectuals of the known world. The boy did not take much convincing upon hearing they house the largest library in existence, and that he would have the potential to become a great scholar. Thus they sent their son on his way, accompanied by Whitefur, and a chest of the finest blue aristocratic robes.
Allistair’s first two years living and learning amongst the Blue Hats was difficult. Many of the other students in training believed his place was purchased instead of earned through magical ability. While it was true that he was an average at best magician, with no magical rune to help concentrate his magic, and thus he could never become an actual member of the Blue Hats. Allistair never the less was determined to become a renowned scholar and historian.
He put his head down and focused strictly on his studies the following years. Soaking in as much knowledge about the people and places of the world. As he approached his eighteenth birthday, he knew spending his days in the Bastion’s Library was not enough for him. He would never truly belong as a member of the Blue Hats. He wanted more. He wanted to travel the world recording a living history. To visit all the magical places. To live amongst the various people and cultures. To study the various religions. So he thanked his professors and other scholars and he and Whitefur departed.
Not long after departing the Bastion, Allistair was traveling through The Fey, magical woods, containing many mysteries. Upon awakening from a nap against a very old towering tree, he was inexplicably drawn eastward. He couldn’t explain what was drawing him, and despite Whitefur’s warning about some magical energy, he allowed himself to be lured closer. It is when he saw it, in the opening of the woods, a glowing moon shaped staff.
Whitefur whispered “A powerful Lunar Staff.” He explained to Allistair there are less than two hundred of these great magical staffs left in existence. Once created by a group of powerful cosmic mages, the art and magic of creating them has been lost to time. Even a below average wizard would be able to channel more powerful magic.
“I must have it!” exclaimed Allistair. The only problem was the towering wood troll that was asleep next to the staff guarding the ancient treasure. Allistair drew a symbol on the ground and whispered an incantation. He then gave a sly look to Whitefur hinting at what the rat was hoping was not the case. The rat scurried up to the wood troll and bit him hard on the leg. The troll let out a huge yell and chased Whitefur right onto the symbol drawn on the ground. As soon as the troll's foot hit the ground, a strong light erupted from the ground and it turned into a dark tar like concoction pinning the troll's feet to the ground.
Allistair yelled, “HAHAHA! Got you!” He sped toward the staff and picked it up. As his fingers grasped the staff he felt magical power running through him. By this time the troll got his feet free and dashed at the young wizard. Before he knew what was happening he pointed the Lunar Staff at the troll and it emitted a strong ice energy turning the troll into a giant ice cube.
With his new Lunar Staff and accompanied by his trusty companion Whitefur, Allistair was now ready to traverse the world and record its history.
His Adventure Begins….
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