ago when I was playing D&D, I invented a teenage terror, an adolescent
half-elf named Rhoyd Smytheson. He was slowly becoming the bane of
the gamers with his childlike penchant for destructive mischief (the DM,
however, was more appreciative of Rhoyd's "wild hair" attitude, but this
may have been because the DM liked any excuse to start a bar fight in the
game and to see how many players he could kill in the process).
But somewhere along the way, the thin background that I had created for Rhoyd (son of an abusive father, wanted by a temple filled with nasty folk who hated magic and mageborn) kept picking at me until I could no longer ignore him. The book Ard Magister (available from Yard Dog Press--click here to see the beautiful cover art by Sandra SanTara) was born, but something magical happened as well. Rhoyd went from being a teen-elf terror to a shy, sweet mageborn child who looked nine and had little choice over his unwanted destiny.
It was a good thing Rhoyd met up with Conor and his healer wife Eithne. The Manahans lost their own son to a bandit's blade several years earlier. Rhoyd needed a father who would look after him. And Conor has taken that task to heart. With Eithne's help, of course.
You can read many of their adventures in:
KELTORA, LAND OF MYTH (Embiid Publishing) and TANGLED WEBS AND OTHER IMAGINARY WEAVING (Dark Regions Press)
Oh, and if you want to know how Conor and Eithne met, read:
THE BLACK HUNTER from Embiid Publishing.
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