The High Roads
Yohalles stops and rests on a tree stump. Before long, a young Lloya sits down next to him and starts playing with a small wooden figure. Intrigued, Yohalles strikes up a conversation. Hello, I'm Yohalles. Who are you? the Lloya looks up I'm Small-Tooth, my mom and dad raise the hasen in the north.
Well Small-Tooth, thats an interesting little toy you have there. Can I play with it?
I'll trade it to ya if you got something nice.
Yohalles reaches into the ground and pulls out an intricately carved wooden walking stick the right size for Small-Tooth
Woah....thats nice. Too nice. I don't wanna trade unfair. Got a blanket?
Yohalles pulls a hasen fur blanket out of thin air and the two exchange items. Suddenly a Lloya calls out from the distance and Small-Tooth looks away Thats mom, I gotta go. and teleports away.

Yohalles looks at the figure. Robed, stocky, blue-skinned, an interesting figure from an interesting child. An idea forms in Yohalles's mind and he puts a small spark of divine life into the figure along with a bit of Small-Tooth's virtuousness.

and so Treotar is born

He sets the figure on the ground and sits cross-legged in front of it.