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51890, Crraya's Role Chapter 7
Posted by Death_Angel on Wed 31-Dec-69 07:00 PM

Role

Chapter 7


Accepting the Battle Ragers
Added Sun Sep 8 18:44:32 2013 at level 46:

During those same formative years, I continued to live my life, quietly
hunting the dark magi of Scion and any of those who tried to bully me.
For the most part I've remained anonymous, slowly learning my strengths
and weaknesses - all while still searching for a family who might accept
me for who I was, a hunter who prefered to do battle alone.

It was one of those battles that helped me choose my calling. I was
tracking a magi from the North Galadon Road, through Galadon and onto
the Eastern Road. I struck quickly, but he was able to flee away from my
onslaught, where he attempted to lose me in the Ruins of Ostalagiah. I
was not so easily discouraged, struck him again there - finally landing
the killing blow after another short chase.

As I tended to my light wounds and cleansed my claws of my foe's blood,
I heard the hoarse bellowing of a human's voice in my ears, calling me to
the Smitty. When I returned to the ruins, to the source of the voice,
I was pleasantly surprised by what I found (and heard).

The Smith, Tahren, offered me even more than Gedunthos ever could.

We did not speak long, as he was busy tending to a hefty pile of worn
blades, but what we spoke of was significant. He offered me the
opportunity to hunt magi as I saw fit and on my own terms. We spoke
of respect for ourselves and for our foe, of brothers and sisters in
arms who would not ask anything of you that they would not offer
themselves, and of making the most of one's life - my life.

To fight amongst equals for the same cause. To be gifted brothers and
sisters who I may love or hate on their own merits. To be trained by
the best tacticians and stoutest souls of Thera. No strings. No
slavery. Just a collection of soldiers willing to fight and die for
their beliefs.

These are the Battleragers of Thera that I pledged my allegiance.