Ring of the Pathfinder

Ring of the Pathfinder /'\         As a child, in the decades before the name Fastheld was |.;        even dreamed of, let alone conceived, Sirion Starkhorn ,_  ;;|   _,      helped to save his home of Daggerford from the arcane \ '-.|'|.-' /   maelstrom of a mad Shadowmage, while wearing this ring. ___'.`_\;/_`.'__    `._ - =.'. = -_.`   Crafted by the Pathfinder Rangers of the Verdigris .-'``/|\``'-.    Forest, and given to him by the ArchRanger Sareth ``'` | `'``     Winterspear, it was once a dear possession of his that remained with him for two decades after the events of Daggerford, beyond the destruction of that township a decade later from agents of the Necromatic arts, through the First Wildling War, before being cremated with the Ranger after his death in the latter hours of that revolutionary conflict. Or so history believed. Yet the Ring of the Pathfinder would appear to have survived in defiance of official records, having actually been liberated from Sirion's ashes - perfectly intact - by other Pathfinder Rangers, and passed down through the generations, before finally winding up in the display cabinets of a humble gemcutter centuries later, as flawless as the day it was first cut. Like it's original owner, the silver band that forms the majority of the ring is graceful and resilient, elegant but with a hidden strength that has defied the passage of time and the weathering of history. Glimmering with flawless platinum hues, the band is gilded with flowing floral etchings and a flowing, beautiful scripture of a language that predates the Aegis, and has been all but lost to those of the modern era. Upon the top of the band, set within the middle of an already majestic item, rests a solitary leaf cut of the most scintillating emerald to ever be looked upon by mortal eyes. The detail of this gemstone leaf is remarkable to say the least, and if it wasn't for the fact that it was so small, and so obviously cut from precious stone, one might believe it was in fact real. The emerald leaf, like the silver band that it plays host to, appears as if it has only been cut, and has never been worn at all, such is the quality of the item that is, in itself, well over six hundred years old. The Ring of the Pathfinder is a testament to the eternal grace of nature, the infinite beauty of the wilds, and the ageless elegance of the seasons that continue to roll on.


 * Status: Owned by Serath Kahar