Saint Pendara

Saint Pendara the Bright is a revered figure among the faithful of Dol Arrah, and a notable figure in the history of Varna - the city considered to be the home of House Vadalis. She is said to have been a paladin and a bard of great courage and devotion, whose unwavering faith in her goddess gave her the strength to overcome even the most daunting of challenges.

The Battle of Silvermoon was a fierce conflict between the defenders of Varna and a horde of werewolves led by a powerful Loup Garou. The defenders were greatly outnumbered and outmatched, and it seemed as though all hope was lost. However, Saint Pendara the Bright rallied the defenders with her inspiring words and unshakable faith, and led them in a daring charge against the werewolf horde.

As the battle raged on, Pendara began to sing a hymn of praise to Dol Arrah, a song that had been passed down through the generations and was beloved by all who heard it. Her voice rang out clear and strong, and the power of her faith imbued the song with a magic that echoed across the battlefield. The werewolves, driven back by the force of her righteous fury, were filled with sudden dread, and many turned and fled.

The defenders of Varna, inspired by Pendara's courage and moved by the beauty of her song, fought with renewed vigor, and were ultimately able to drive the werewolf horde back and secure the safety of their city. The Battle of Silvermoon became a legendary event, remembered throughout the land for Pendara's heroism and the power of her faith. "The Hymn of the Radiant Warrior", which tells the story of this epic battle, became a beloved and iconic song throughout Khorvaire and continues to inspire others to stand up against evil and fight for what is right.

After the Battle of Silvermoon, Saint Pendara discovered that she had contracted lycanthropy from the Loup Garou she had faced in combat. Horrified by the curse that now afflicted her, Pendara resolved to fight against it with all her strength and faith.

For years, Pendara struggled against the curse, seeking guidance from her fellow priests of Dol Arrah and researching any texts or lore that might help her overcome the lycanthropic affliction. Despite her efforts, however, she found that the curse was relentless, and no matter how hard she fought, she could not rid herself of it.

Eventually, the Church of the Silver Flame began its infamous Lycanthropic Purge, hunting down and executing anyone suspected of being a werewolf. Pendara, knowing that she would be targeted by the Church and not wanting to hurt anyone if she lost control in the night, fled into the wilderness, where she lived as a hermit for many years.

In the end, however, she was discovered by the Church and brought before its leaders for judgment. Despite her years of service to the people of Varna and her unwavering devotion to Dol Arrah, Pendara was found guilty of lycanthropy and sentenced to death.

As she stood before the pyre, awaiting her execution, Pendara refused to renounce her faith or beg for mercy. Instead, she sang the Hymn of the Radiant Warrior, her voice ringing out clear and strong even as the flames consumed her. Though she died a martyr, her legacy lived on, inspiring countless others to fight against oppression and tyranny, and to never give up hope even in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds.

Verse 1:

In the city of Varna, a fierce battle raged,

Werewolves howled and their fury was staged,

But a Radiant Warrior stood tall and bright,

Pendara's faith, a beacon of light.

Chorus:

The Hymn of the Radiant Warrior,

A song of strength and might,

Her faith shone like a beacon,

Guiding us through the night.

Verse 2:

With her sword and shield, she fought with all her might,

Inspiring her comrades to stand and fight,

Against the werewolf horde, with all their might,

Pendara's faith, a beacon of light.

Chorus:

The Hymn of the Radiant Warrior,

A song of strength and might,

Her faith shone like a beacon,

Guiding us through the night.

Verse 3:

Though the curse of the wolf took hold,

Pendara never faltered, never got old,

She fought it with all her might,

Guided by her faith, shining so bright.

Chorus:

The Hymn of the Radiant Warrior,

A song of strength and might,

Her faith shone like a beacon,

Guiding us through the night.