Tatterclaws (prime)

Art generated by Tatterclaws's player using Dall-E AI.

Tatterclaws Race Half-elf Culture Sylvan Profession Ranger Affiliation(s) Master in the Order of Voln Demeanor Friendly Hobbies Bounties, Spirit Beasts, Reim Likes Good friends, coffee, and treasure-hunting, by crypt or locker Dislikes Goblins, with a vengeance Spouse Married

Memberships CHE House Sylvanfair (pending)

   "Start with curiosity, proceed with understanding, end with kindness." ~Tatterclaws

Lore

Tatterclaws has one foot in two worlds: Half-Sylvan, Half-Human; half-forest dweller, half-alleywalker; half-protector, half-slayer; half-merchant, half-philanthropist. He wanders the woods and streets of Elanthia seeking bounties, helping his fellow adventurers, and discovering his place in the world. He appears to reside in the abandoned crypts under Wehnimer's Landing, though he has also been seen resting in the Dragonsclaw Forest outside of town.

Ancestrally, he is part of the Sylvan diaspora. His family history, though he recognizes it may be apocryphal, claims to tie his lineage to the Eranishal, the group of 170 ranger-like scouts led by Oriahn Desechal, who joined the Elves to fight against Despana. Another family tale links him as a descendant of Alandalor, whose name means "the lost is found," the first human adopted by the Sylvans, and who ultimately became a respected healer.

Aligning with the worldview of his Sylvan lineage, Tatterclaws views his friends and communities as part of his larger family in the world. Curiously, he makes it clear that he is married, but speaks little of his spouse or family, and always with a strange air of simultaneous tragedy and hopefulness.

Curios

Tatterclaws is a collector who has acquired a number of oddities and curiosities during his many years traveling the world. Some notable belongings are below:

A beckoning nedum vereri hand: Though ancient and long-bloodless, the lithe physique and a branded symbol of the Temple of Love suggest this relic once belonged to a nedum vereri.  Its long, delicate fingers have been frozen by rigor mortis in a beckoning gesture.  A witchwood lining inside the wrist allows the appendage to contain liquids within. 

This hand lures the soul to remain in the body by functioning as a white flask. If you're rescued by Tatterclaws, you may be graced with a drink. Don't worry about holding your nose -- you'd already be dead.

A wizened crypt rat: The eyes of this ancient-looking rat are clouded milk-white, but its claws, though ragged, remain sharp.  Its fur has long since silvered.  However, the years seem only to have lengthened its mass of slender, hoary whiskers, which twitch curiously.  The rat observes its surroundings with a weary, apathetic air.  The crypt rat looks to be in pretty good shape.

This rat accompanies Tatterclaws in his crypt-diving endeavors. Tatterclaws insists he's tame, but there's little evidence that that's the case.

An immense illuminated tome: You see an immense illuminated tome.  The cover of this enormous volume is practically a full-sized painting in itself.  Gilt vinework crawls through a vivid paradise of Elanthian flora and fauna, its every detail exhibited by gem or brushstroke.  Each of the book's leaves has been treated like an individual artwork: fashioned from high-grammage paper, lettered with flawless script, and illustrated in masterful oils by a cast of artists.  The spine reads, "The Tale of Tatterclaws."  Bound into the tome are some pages of creamy vellum.

This book contains the stories of Tatterclaws' journey through Elanthia.

Some tattered claws: These elongated claws are fashioned from mummified, moor-hued skin and wrapped with old rags.  The desiccated flesh has dried taut over the bones beneath, lending the impression of a pair of long-dead hands borrowed from their grave.

These are the source of Tatterclaws' moniker.

Commerce

Tatterclaws has a shop in Wehnimer's Landing, a moss-draped fieldstone shop on Modwir Way, which he attends to regularly:

Sales from the Crypt

There are several items Tatterclaws has been seeking for many years, including:

Lost Treasures
A rusty goblinsticker	A shapeless black orb of cobwebs
A rusty roltonsticker	A massive husk
A goblin battle cloak	A hollowed-out blighted newt corpse
A tattered goblin battle harness	A vile green rotting hide cloak

On a commission basis, Tatterclaws will dig his claws into your locker and help you sell the contents, provided the items are valuable enough to be worth your time and his.

Honors

• Phoenatos, 5124: Winner, Tales from the Undead War Lore Competition

• Koaratos, 5124: Second Place Roshambo Championship, Alefest

• Koaratos, 5124: Winner, Tales from the Undead War Lore Competition

Guides and Wolrksheets

Tatterclaws has written a number of guides, including:

• Tatterclaws' Guide for New and Returning Players

• New Adventurer FAQ

• Introduction to Spirit Beasts

• Experience Guide

• Guide for the Recently Departed

• Tatterclaws' Comprehensive Gear Guide - WIP