Role

Chapter 1

As the magic he recieved in his youth was powerful, Imam as he is called, was
secure in their identity for some centuries. Surely not even his own mother
would recognize her son after the changes that were made. This is likely
because she only had a daughter. The name was not really important,
especially after such extensive magics fell upon her, and so she chose one
she had heard of in the home town of Hamsah Mu'tazz.

The new body afforded him many things, among the deceit of his own family to
her demise, and the registry of the city to the same end. It also gave her a
convenient excuse to not attack other women, as she had experienced such
trouble for her looks in her youth.

After two centuries, however, the deceit begins to fade. Imam, as they are
called, has turned to hiding from view a bit more. The facial hair no longer
grows, and the raised cheeks and large features have faded to reveal a much
more slender figure. She hopes only to find another transmuter who can renew
the work that was done so long ago.

None the less, business continues to go well for Imam into old age, many a
half-drow would have perished long ago, and even more so ones who have lived
such a dangerous life. Though she sought a good honorable death since youth,
they have not yet been granted such an adversary. No pity for the bandits of
Hamsah'Mutazz, the sultans most disliked and dubious members of the city
population.

The only hope regarding this deceit, is that the members of the guild will not
notice, at least before she can find a transmuter. A likely happening, such as
the history that has been made in the past, and the respect earned.