Mad Maeve
A possibly mythical witch of Monsedge
Bloodline: Vorynn, major, 36 So many varied stories about Mad Maeve's origin circulate among the alehouses of Tuornen that no one can say with surety who she is, what she wants, or what she is likely to do. Alternately feared and honored, Maeve is two parts bogey and one part myth. Nearly every Tuor in Monsedge worries that Maeve will cause him some terrible harm, while hoping at the same time that she will somehow save the land in time of peril.
All Tuors know for certain is that Mad Maeve has been seen from time to time ever since the War of Brothers. Those who see her describe her as a strong woman, sometimes young and possibly quite pretty under her ragged shawl, other times old and sinewy. She most often appears in Monsedge near the rim of Croaker Norge, where stories say the creaking of frogs heralds her presence; but people all along the river as far south as Alamsreft say they've seen Maeve haunt- ing the old battlefields, stealing away from the house of a fever victim, or bathing her black hair in the gentle current of the Tuor River.
Bloodline: Vorynn, major, 36 So many varied stories about Mad Maeve's origin circulate among the alehouses of Tuornen that no one can say with surety who she is, what she wants, or what she is likely to do. Alternately feared and honored, Maeve is two parts bogey and one part myth. Nearly every Tuor in Monsedge worries that Maeve will cause him some terrible harm, while hoping at the same time that she will somehow save the land in time of peril.
All Tuors know for certain is that Mad Maeve has been seen from time to time ever since the War of Brothers. Those who see her describe her as a strong woman, sometimes young and possibly quite pretty under her ragged shawl, other times old and sinewy. She most often appears in Monsedge near the rim of Croaker Norge, where stories say the creaking of frogs heralds her presence; but people all along the river as far south as Alamsreft say they've seen Maeve haunt- ing the old battlefields, stealing away from the house of a fever victim, or bathing her black hair in the gentle current of the Tuor River.
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