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Stories of Medb


The Once and Future Queen

In the Feywilds of Aolyth there are many types of Sidh. There are the Gods of Avaloch, born from aspects of man and the seasons worshipped by the Fir Bolg. There are the spirits of places, spirits of rocks and trees, there are the spirits of every animal and every aspect of nature worshipped by the Tuatha alongside their ancestors. Among this odd band of beings the one known as Medb is one of the oldest. She is not spirit of a river but all rivers, sometimes represented as a beauteous, graceful woman sometimes as a mighty and ancient sturgeon.

There are many stories of Medb among the Tuatha to whom she represents many things: fertility, change, quiet strength and endless patience and in magic is often used to represent the entire element of water on Aolyth. However not many of these stories are told to outsiders.

With the new stories being told of Medb some of the old tales are beginning to be heard by fresh ears.

How Medb comes to walk our land.

It is said that when Aolyth was pulled from the heavens and its bones strewn in the sea a great spirit of the ocean was cast upon the barren land so great was the shock to the depths.

The spirit of water sought her home, treading softly through this alien land in search of the ocean. Her footfalls were the first streams of Aolyth and they were as soft as a brook or burn. She walked round rock and down cliff always searching for her way home. But the land was not kind to the passage of the water.

The roots of the earth seduced her, drew her from her path with pretty promises but used her only for their own ends. Each morning she would escape little by little in the dew but each day the forest spirits would lure her once more

 When she was close to her home the Lord of the winds would tempt her into a merry dance. They would jig and spin in the skies until with either carelessness or cruelty the neverconstant winds would dash her back upon the mountains. And so she would once more begin her gentle pilgrimage to the ocean.

The wildfires which still burned from the first days were the cruellest of all. The wildfire burned the earth and filled the skies with smoke wherever he went and he went where he willed. The gentle brook and soft stream were easily bested by his heat and power and he chased her from the earth into the arms of the careless winds once more.

From her constant pilgrimage and constant set backs she learned patience, perseverance; one day she would reach her home again and the interference of the other forces of the land were of no consequence to her if she remained fixed upon her goal.


 

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How the rivers were born.

A great rivalry developed between the Lord Wildfire and Ratatosk, First son of the Forest. They chased each other around Aolyth and back again, what Ratatosk built Wildfire destroyed, and from Wildfire’s destruction Ratatosk built.

Master of inconstant winds The Ruaich watched the rivalry and devised a plan to prove himself supreme over both. He suggested a final battle between the two. Whoever had claimed the most land by the time the star of Ages had completed its course in the sky would be declared victor. Both Ratatosk and Wildfire accepted confident in their abilities. The Ruaich for his part planned to prove his mastery of the combatants by making it clear their reliance on his passage to move both seed and spark.

The lines of battle raged around Aolyth, Ratatosk lost land to the flame but then land captured by Wildfire would be grown upon. The Ruaich moved both spark and seed as he had intended, his winds blowing clear through forests and smokefilled burning lands. The one who truly suffered through this rivalry was Medb of Stream and Brook. Never before had the forests asked so much of her and never before had her streams been boiled away with such ferocity.

Medb hated the Lord Wildfire for the cruel heat he brought upon her gentle passing.

She would at times be friends with The Ruaich for often he would loose her from their dance in the skies out of carelessness and she would fall as a gentle rain and she did not hate him for it. Other times he would throw her upon the earth with force and she would fall unhappily as a broken torrent.

The lure of the forests, though it drained much of her was a pleasant one and she looked upon Ratatosk first son of the forest in a maternal manner.

And so she decided to end the conflict in favour of Ratatosk and in doing so secure her way home. From mountaintop she took dagger and cut herself deep even unto her very life and she did bleed. Her blood flowed down the mountain and was the Rathcrogan river and it was not gentle as a stream it cut the earth and moved the soil, it extinguished fire and carved rock. The river split, each split becoming a new river in its own right and each one was a new daughter born from her life’s blood and Medb passed from being the Lady of Stream and Brook to being Queen Medb of the Rivers.

The new rivers fed the forests and they grew more verdant and more green than ever before, and the life and creation of Ratatosk’s kingdom flourished. They drew new borders upon the land, making lines past which Wildfire could not pass and this enraged him greatly.

He rose up in the smoke from his kingdom of inferno and whispered to the Ruaich and bid him carry his spark and flame across the new barriers and the Ruaich being ever inconstant did so.

This trespass enraged the new Queen who had sacrificed much of herself to halt his progress and so she rose up in the steam from the fires and danced with The Ruaich. A storm brewed more violent than any seen since raged as the Lord of the Wind and Queen of the Waters fought and argued. In the end Medb won, she appealed to Ruaich’s need for constant change arguing that the Kingdom of Lordwildfire would leave a barren land incapable of life and life would provide constant change and chaos.
She convinced him to drive her against the burning lands when their dance next ended. The Ruaich being inconstant left behind his plans and did as Medb asked.

The rain pressed hard into the burning lands, quenching the rampant fires in a torrent. But no sooner had the fires been extinguished than the smouldering kingdom lifted up a great smoke which did whisper to the Ruaich swaying the battle once more in the fire’s favour.

Medb was not best pleased at the betrayal.


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The Making of the Saviour Tree

Medb realised the inevitable betrayal of Ruaich would always leave the battle drawn, that Wildfire could not be banished from the world and so with Ratatosk she devised a new plan.

Together they sought a mountain whose name Tuatha will not speak and Medb carved the mountain -top with her hands. She formed a valley upon the very peak of the mountain and in so doing filled the mountain with caves of hidden water, deep within the earth. Then Ratatosk brought to life a new tree. While Medb fed its roots which grew day on day further into the world than any other, Ratatosk sculpted its bark, making it thicker and softer, and its trunk which he carved as hard as stone.

The tree flourished by their artistry and was unlike any other so imbued with their spirit was it. The seeds from the tree filled the valley and soon a dense forest grew, hidden within the mountaintop.

When next Medb next danced with the Ruaich she bid him join them in a new plan against Wildfire. She told him they had formed a new tree atop the mountain whose name is not spoken, and that if it should spread across the land truly Wildfire would be beaten. That evening the Ruaich pledged himself to aid their plan, the next morn he rushed to Wildfire’s side and told him of their cunning.

The Lord Wildfire, furious and frightened at the prospect rose up from his burning lands and scorched a trail towards the mountain.

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How The Swamps Were Born

As the lord of the Wildfire blazed across the land towards the mountain with the unspoken name Medb and Ratatosk fell in behind. While they had in past made tall forest and wide, fast moving rivers to battle the wildfire they had no time to work such feats. Instead Medb bid her rivers rise up flooding the scorched land, while Ratatosk wove plants dense but small to trap the evil of the fire.
They fast reclaimed the scorched lands, containing the evil of the flame and preventing Wildfire’s retreat when he realised their deception. However so fast did they work that the corruption of the scorched lands were not sealed away entirely.
Still to this day flames will burn in the swamps, unbidden and the race of men should ever take care. For the corruption which lives in the creatures of the swamp is born of the fire and if passed to man will burn within him as Wildfire once raged through the world. It will corrupt his form as a fever, and rob him of his senses, filling him only with the blind panic and rage of Lord Wildfire as he raced to the mountain.

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How the Fire was Trapped

When the Lord Wildfire reached the mountain ahead of Medb and Ratatosk he gloated loudly to the skies and quickly engulfed the forested valley. In short time he had burnt all but the saviour tree and the valley atop the mountain glowed bright with his victory as he raged against the offending plant. He thought himself to have bested Medb and Ratatosk as he quickly stripped the tree of its bark, consuming it in flame and puffing himself up in glory. But soon he realised that he could not harm the hard heart of the tree even though he had filled the entire valley with his form. With no more life to feed upon and nothing to consume but himself the Lord Wildfire turned in upon himself becoming small and silent.

In time the valley grew verdant once more and once again Lord Wildfire grew to rage against the life: burning and consuming all within, except once more the heart of the tree fed by deep roots would not be beaten. So once more he filled the valley with his rage, and once more he was left with nothing to consume but himself.

The rage and obsession of Lord Wildfire grew, his concern for the world beyond the valley grew dim and forgotten. Regularly he would rise up against the saviour tree and regularly he would fold in upon himself. Each time he raged harder, burning brighter and hotter, melting the rock to find the hidden deep roots and pool which fed the tree. But each time the tree grew denser at its core, deeper at its roots, more tempting in its bark and its progeny in the valley grew fast and more lush.

The Lord Wildfire became trapped in this cycle. Burning hotter and more furious with every turn of the wheel, which proved only to make the saviour tree more ready for the next onslaught.

At times the glow of his fury can be seen atop the mountain and sometimes the melted stone of the valley flows forth but the Lord of the Wildfires cannot escape his trap, for it was crafted not from walls but from his own nature.

And so it is, that wildfire in the world in which Tuatha and Fir Bolg walk will rage on occasion but afterwards the forest grows stronger for it.


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