Creekflower

Creekflower is a Silvestrian alchemist, currently
undertaking her *flaenor* to prove her
worth to the Everflow Tribe.  Hoping to find
the elusive herb “Serpent’s Tongue,” she was originally instructed to head
toward the Aeristhanian capital, Aerisholm for more answers.

improve all too much; alchemy was regarded as inefficient by most and even blasphemous
by some of the more traditional dens. Despite having been born to Moondrop, it seemed
that Creekflower’s future would either be to continue in Meadowlark’s stead, or
to become the concubine of some renowned clan hunter. Through the tough and
thick of her teenage years Creekflower maintained a cheery disposition, often
seeming to be absent-minded and forgetful, yet still managing to satisfy the
recalcitrant Meadowlark.  It was like
this that Creekflower managed until her nineteenth birthday, when she had
finally managed to convince Meadowlark to put forth her *flaenorath* to the clan elders. Perhaps in a final effort to earn a
name for herself, Creekflower had promised to concoct a potion that would be
able to improve a thaumatic caster’s abilities, fortifying their casting powers
with no detrimental effects. Although she had little clue as to where to start,
she swore upon her clan-name that she would be able to accomplish such a feat. After
an unprecedented two weeks of deliberation, the elders finally granted her
permission and even pointed her to the Fiefdom of Aeristhane, in the search of
the legendary “Serpent’s Tongue.”

Her *flaenor* was
much more different and challenging than what would be considered normal; catlings
only had to bring back something of value to the tribe, and most chose
something that was attainable within the day; for example a hunter bringing
back the carcass of a buffalo would be considered enough. For a caster, enough
proficiency in their field so as to cast a journeyman’s spell would also
suffice. While there is no strict time limit on the *flaenor*, it is often customary that it must be the original elder
who sent out the catling that could welcome him/her back. In the case of extraordinarily
long absences, the catling is simply deemed to have failed and will henceforth
be labelled a *moelbân*, being stripped
of their clan-name. For Creekflower, all that she could do was to hope that
there would be no political turmoil before she could find the Serpent’s Tongue
and return to Everflow tribe. Travelling with just her alchemy kit and a cloak,
she quickly rounded the Bosphora Seas and entered the Fiefdom of Aeristhane, subsisting
on vitality concoctions brewed from the local flora. By the time she had
arrived in Eliasburg, her bedraggled and gaunt visage caused many fellow
travellers to mistake her for the feral beasts that made the Fiefdom of
Aeristhane their home. Her pitiable state was noticed by the local innkeep
Aethan Hearthkeeper, who took Creekflower in, housing and feeding her in the
inn. She recovered soon after, and soon left for Aerisholm, promising to repay
Aethan in kind when she had succeeded in her *flaenor*.

### Appearance

Creekflower stands at 140 cm, and is easily distinguished by her wizard hat, modified to allow her ears to poke through. Her tabby coloration is uncommon but not unseen amongst Silvestrians, with emerald green eyes that resemble her sire.