Legends of Moonsong City
Ron’s heroism was revered in both the human lands of the plains and woods and the tiefling settlements of the desert. His exploits were wonderfully retold by many, for it seemed that each retelling of a Ron tale was more over the top than the last. And woe to the man or woman who might dispute the tale’s veracity, for on occasion Ron himself would pop in next to the unfortunate soul. Ron would, of course, accept whatever the tale told as truth so long as it continued to reflect well on Ron. Not out of spite of course, Ron actually believed that these things must have happened. After having done so, the crowd would inevitably turn on the doubter and they would end up having to buy drinks to keep things from getting ugly.
Ron lived where he choose and never lacked for companionship, food, or comfort wherever he went. He was most comfortable in the south where the Tieflings revered him as a prophet and a gift from the gods. One day, Ron just vanished. There was a flash of light and he was gone. The tieflings say that he will return again in a time of great Tiefling need to lead them again towards the glory of the sun god.