How the Morgan Came to Be

Ami was a foundling, left at Childwall by anonymous travelers, taken in, and raised at the school. As she grew up, she was in many ways a typical child, mostly interested in playing, exploring, and making friends. At some point she realized that she had no parents, and that this was somehow not normal. She began to wonder to herself if there was something wrong with her, if perhaps she was somehow broken, or damaged, or not as good as ordinary children, and this is why her parents chose to abandon her. Although the teachers at Childwall could see that Ami had become quiet and far more withdrawn than usual, she did not speak her concerns and the overburdened instructors generally left her to her own devices.

At about the age of 12 Ami was walking alone through the halls of the school when she overheard a conversation between a couple of priests. She was eavesdropping from around a corner, and could not hear everything very well, but she thought they were talking about some person called "The Morgan" and she deduced -- as only a 12 year old could -- that this person they were talking about was a great hero. In fact, the priests were talking about something entirely different; no one is quite sure what, but it had nothing to do with anything so heroic. Maybe they were talking about a new church organ, or that someone in the villiage had been born again. No one will ever know.

Ami went back to her room filled with curiosity about this mysterious hero called "the Morgan." She wondered what the Morgan would look like, and be like. What kind of adventures had she had? What kind of people had she met, and what lands had she traveled? She went to the library, but curiously could not find anything about the Morgan in any of the books on the lower shelves (the only ones she could reach). She asked the priests to tell her stories of the Morgan, but they all denied that such a person existed. Ami began to sense a cover-up. For some reason, no one was allowed to talk about the Morgan!

It was soon after that Ami had a vision. It was, more properly, a dream, but one so vivid that she would remember every detail for years to come. In her dream, Ami was visited by a giant black raven, who explained everything to her. The reason why no one talked about the Morgan, the raven explained, was because the Morgan had yet to appear. "The Morgan" was a title reserved for a great servant of the Raven Queen, who would travel the world bringing down the mighty and the proud, serving the humblest of all people, and destroying the evil that is the undead. And no one knew who the Morgan would be, or what shape she would take. And this was up to Ami to decide.

When Ami woke up, she announced to everyone that she, in fact, was the Morgan. No one knew what she was talking about; she didn't seem to care.

Months became years, and the Morgan grew up tall, with a skinny, wiry, strength. She learned the use of a sword, and had a special helmet made for her by the village smith -- one that boasted the raven wings of her patron. But she also maintained her studies in the obscure arts of the arcane. She learned the ways of the gods, and also of magic. She learned how to taste magic in the air, and how to perform mystic rituals. Daily she gave thanks to the Raven Queen, who had given her a path in her life, who had shown her that she was not a cast-off, not an unwanted orphan, that she did indeed -- and perhaps always had -- had a destiny.

The destiny of the Morgan.