Role

Chapter 1

Like those who have come before him from the north he is truely driven,
believing that only in duty will he find peace. Taught as those before him,
Lekajab knows that evil will not defeat itself, it must be driven from the
lands. Having been trained in the finer arts of combat by his father, he set
out to claim glory of his own.
The Glory of Battle for all that is Good and True.
Like those who came before him, his drive is enough to make him take unheeded
risks, all at the lightest of incentives.
Death will be his only rest, Duty his only Mantle.
The ancient armor he wears is a gift from his father, believing that soon a
true warrior will be born again and will bring glory back to his fallen
family. The armor itself pre-dates any written history known to Lekajab
though it was said by his father that the first arial known wore this armor
to his death, fighting in the War of the Winds.