Role

Chapter 2

Learning the Path
Added Mon Nov 10 04:03:21 2003 at level 10:

"You wish to enter Thrym's school for warrior's eh..?
Well, he is certainly the best in Balator to teach
you such things as combat, but is the life of a soldier
really what you seek?"

A silent nod is the knight's only reply.

"Very well then, I'll arrange for your entrance. You
can remain here as long as you like, so long as you
remain true to my teachings, young Alynthorin. You
will no doubt make an excellent warrior."

"Thank you, Master Jaragh. You have always been so kind."

Gracefully, the young Alynthorin turned and walked back to
his room, where he continued his long hours of calisthenics.

...
"What ye big bunch o' blubber butts, is the meanin' o'
War?". A massive blade named Skull was gripped lightly
in the massive fist of the giant.

Stuttering, a young arial, another one of Jaragh's
orphans, lifts his voice saying,"To defeat your enemy
with the least possible use of force and resources?"

"Hell nae that ain' the meanin' o' War!
War, ye young slog bellies, is te destroy
completely any who stand in yer way. Put them
down so they can ne'er rise against ye again. This
is the true purpose and goal of War."

Rising from his seat, the shy looking fae-kin
suddenly took on a rather proud and erect posture.
"I disagree," he said, not angry or rude, but as
a matter of simple fact.
"The goal of War is to defend one's people, to
promote freedom and prosperity where it is
threatened by oppression, and to stand against
any who would attempt to subjugate the right
of all people to live in peace if so they choose.
In short, War, although an opposing force to Peace,
fundamentally sustains the recurrence of it, and
ultimately it is only through the cyclic state
of War that any people have freedom"

The giant stood, obviously somewhat confused, before
belowing,"Ye don' come in my school an' tell me what
War is all about der ye bastard son o' an cave elf!"
"Get outta my school!".. and, fearing what might happen
next, the erect but somewhat fearful looking half-elf
turned on a heel and left.