Aeiou

Whispers speak of a bright-beacon white child that appears when one least expects him, but most needs him. As if out of nowhere, a small Faerin will join the battle, instilling inspiration and healing wounds. Before a word of thanks can be uttered, the small one will pat the survivors on the arm and is off. Few have been able to ask for his name, but they have since spread it among those searching for their small savior — Aeiou (p. "ay-yuu"). A Faerin of little words, he wanders the realm to discover where he is most needed. When spoken to, he offers nothing but a chaste smile and glassy eyes. When his comrades’ memories of him fade to the corners of their minds, he will whisper through the nether of the Terrasphere, “It was fun playing with you, I hope we meet again.”