The Nerevarine was truly something, not only was he an amzing fighter, and he had fulfilled the prophecies up to this point, for he did meet the first trial, and the Ashkhan had accepted him as the Nerevarine along with the Wise Woman, but he had the mark of the Nerevarine, the moon and star symbol, as a birthmark on his left hand, beyond that he was physically beautiful as well. A young Dunmer male, about the same age as Xe Feral, with medium-length red hair and bright red eyes, though without the tattoos that Xe Feral sported on his own face, circling his left eye and reaching to his ear and forehead, and without the wiry build and sharpness of features that would mark him as an Ashlander, he was tall and muscular, a true swordsman, and, though his face and hair style made one think he was idiotic at first, Xe Feral had seen him beat the Wise Woman at her riddle game when he came in for a poultice for his wrist.
At the thought of his injured left wrist, Xe Feral came back to reality. It still hurt his spirit to look at a bow, for he had once been the finest hunter in his tribe, and, with his own chitin bow, Godshot, blessed by the wise woman Nibani, he never missed. Well, he HAD never missed, now, due to an Orcish berzerker, landing a lucky blow to the tendon on his left wrist, he was lucky to have his hand, let alone be able to use it for anything. He gazed at the scar that the rusty iron axe had left across his wrist, a pale slsh against his dark grey skin.
Realizing that he had lost himself again he shook himself back to reality and herded his Guar charges toward their grazing grounds, along with the pride of his tribe, the White Guar, Nibani had said that it was a good omen it had come to them, Xe Feral just saw it as a paler, slightly larger version of the rest of his herd.
Omens and the rest of it could go hang, he just wanted three things, the Nerevarine to fulfil his duty and drive out the outlanders, a warm bed and skins in a warm, padded yurt with a warm fire, and the use of his hand again, so he could hold his bow and not just some clmsy sword.
