Muzen Sweetwater

For the first 80 years of his life, Muzen Sweetwater lived in a small river and plains area in the Feywild. He lived with a small confederation of other Eladrin, who generally took the forms of Spring or Autumn. Their community could be viewed as a loose group of hermits who followed a flavor of animism closer to a nature mystery cult. They viewed nature and its creatures (insects in particular) as active pieces of the creative force behind everything and as important or more so than Corellon/Lolth or the fey and this often put them at odds with other elves and fey.

Though all the members of this confederation revered some aspect of nature as particularly deserving of more reverence, Muzen associated with a small group of beekeepers who viewed bees as friends, coworkers and equal members of their community. They also believed bees were messengers to the afterlife and were able to communicate or gather knowledge from their kin over vast distances and dimensions. They believed the bees had innate foresight and prescience and the group would often hold festivals for them, plant as many wildflowers and flowering trees as possible, and occasionally water the plains with the blood of a sacrifice for the trees and flowers to take up the creature's essence and the bees to consume it's nectar. When the eladrin then ate the honey or drank the mead, they thought it imparted a connection that would be a protection against creatures from the same plane as the sacrifice.

One day, several of their members came back from a trip leading what appeared to be a fomorian in chains. They told the other groups that a band of heavily-armed elves were leading a group of fomorians across the Feywild to Arvandor to meet justice and were willing to give them a prisoner for their nature ritual. Though it seemed odd that other elves would approve of their ways, the rest didn't really question it, but felt thankful this sacrifice could provide quite a bit of blood for the fields and orchards to soak up. As they held their Festival of Revival, they were set upon by a hunting party of fomorians and their cyclops vassals.

As Muzen fled, he dove down into their river and swam down to the bottom to avoid capture. Down there, he found a chunk of amber, about the size of a child's fist, with a queen bee inside it. He took it with him as he fled, but was confronted by several fomorians and their cyclops slaves. He knew then he would die and his home and community were lost, but out of the ground, the trees, the air, ethereal bees swarmed the group and gave Muzen a chance to escape.

They a few fomorians continued to pursue him, late that night, he saw the lights of a town in the distance and came upon Blink-A-Doom. He was greeted and taken in by the sentries. Though the town doesn't have much in the way of a hierarchy, there was a mayor-by-general-consensus-of-a-sort, whom he told of the fomorians. Not long after, the town blinked out of there, and Muzen could tell they had left the Feywild.

Muzen decided to stay there and lived in a small little treehouse on the edge of town. He found that bees continued to follow him, wherever he was, and he helped build new hives there for bees who came from many different places. Over his 50 year stay, he also grew a small orchard of about 30 different fruiting trees for the bees (apple, cherries, pears, plums, oranges, limes, walnuts and pecans). He was known to the community as the bee-keeper and they welcomed him there with the caveat that he not water their town with the blood of their enemies. He would often go into town to bring in food for the community and share his mead, jarred honey, dried fruit and nuts. They would also use these things to trade when they were near an area to do so.

On one trade outing with two friends in the community, Blink-A-Doom was not there when they came back. They all spent years looking for it, but no matter how far and wide they searched, they never found it. They all decided that maybe Blink-A-Doom couldn't be found by those searching for it and joined the Order of the Timeless Peace, so that maybe, one day, they will stumble upon it again.

Muzen believes in preventing the planes from bleeding over into one another, because many of the refugees in Blink-A-Doom were victims of the planes spilling over into one another. He sees working for the Order as, in some small way, continuing Blink-A-Doom's mission. However, Muzen doesn't think the Order would really approve of Blink-A-Doom, so he keeps that part quiet.