Goldmoon and Riverwind’s history, Goldmoon’s age

“Our lives have not been easy,” Goldmoon confided to him as they walked. “Riverwind and I have loved each other many years, but it is the law of my people that a warrior who wants to marry his chieftain’s daughter must perform some great feat to prove himself worthy. It was worse with us. Riverwind’s family was cast out of our tribe years ago for refusing to worship our ancestors. His grandfather believed in ancient gods who had existed before the Cataclysm, though he could find little evidence of them left on Krynn.
“My father was determined I should not marry so far beneath my station. He sent Riverwind on an impossible quest, to find some object with holy properties that would prove the existence of these ancient gods. Of course, my father didn’t believe such an object existed. He hoped Riverwind would meet his death, or that I would come to love another.” She looked up at the tall warrior walking beside her and smiled. But his face was hard, his eyes staring far away. Her smile faded. Sighing, she continued her story, speaking softly, more to herself than Tanis.
“Riverwind was gone long years. And my life was empty. I sometimes thought my heart would die. Then, just a week ago, he returned. He was half-dead, out of his mind with a raging fever. He stumbled into camp and fell at my feet, his skin burning to the touch. In his hand, he clutched this staff. We had to pry his fingers loose. Even unconscious, he would not release it.”

Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 132-133
Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman