LORSAN

As a child, Lorsan yearned to know what was beyond the edges of the massive forest he called home. After thousands of years of habitation, most Wilders prefer to stay nestled among the towering trunks, hidden safely away from the world in leaves and shade. The majority of them never leave the woods, content to remain where they are comfortable. Where the others found comfort, however, Lorsan lived with a growing pressure to wander and explore. It was as if the weight of all the trees was pressing against his back, propelling him to the outside. It made sense then that he became a whisperer at a young age.

While it is true that most Wilders never leave the confines of their green haven, they are not entirely ignorant of the wider world. Nature doesn't stop where forest gives way to field, it simply changes form. The wind whisperers listen to the breezes that travel over sea, mountain, and meadow to gather news from far away, staying apprised of the outside. Lorsan had been doing this throughout his childhood when his talent was discovered by Arden. Under the old sage's tutelage, Lorsan quickly learned how to focus and direct his power. His talent was extraordinary, and soon he could draw so much from each gentle breeze that it was almost like he had traveled the wind's journey himself. Still, this wasn't enough for him. He was torn. He was compelled to explore, to put himself in the middle of strange lands, but he had a responsibility to his people. He was one of the most talented whisperers, and if he was away his talents would only benefit himself.

All of the sensations and insights the wind carried to him only made his wanderlust grow. He began to become truly discontent, and then eventually despondent at his circumstances. Arden took notice and told him "A good whisperer should listen not only to the wind, but also to his own heart". He gifted the young whisperer with a staff and left him with a kind word. A brief farewell was scratched out on a bit of parchment, provisions were gathered, and by the morning, Lorsan had gone. It was time to see firsthand what the wind had hinted at. Lorsan was going outside.

"What can you tell me that the wind hasn't already?"

"I enjoy listening closely to the wind. Nature's whisperings are carried within it's currents, as are the joys and sorrows of the people."

Has visit scenes with Rigby, Rowan and Talene.