In a quiet glade where moonlight mingled with the scent of wildflowers, a healer was born who saw the world not only with her eyes but with her heart. Every sound had a color, every touch sang a note, and every emotion shimmered like light. She understood the language of souls, and with gentle hands, she soothed the sick, mended the broken, and eased the sorrowful.
To channel her gift, she shaped a wand from the heartwood of a tree struck by lightning yet nurtured by the rain. She infused it with threads of silver and gold, each glint attuned to a human heartbeat. Thus was born the Soulmender, a wand that sings with color and light, responding to both the pain and the hope it touches.
Legends say that when the Soulmender glows, it not only heals the body but harmonizes the spirit, translating suffering into melody and despair into radiant color. Only those with empathy and attunement to the unseen symphony of life may wield it, for the wand mirrors the soul of its master: a healer whose vision of the world is a tapestry of sound, light, and love.
