Role

Chapter 0

Being an Acolyte is not easy, but Lekerjey knew, and she was prepared for the
greater task ahead of her. The time spent learning and training as a scribe had
indeed proved insightful, and she is actually grateful for the period of hardship
she went through. Hardship and trials did build character and strength as she
has come to know. Bearing that in mind, she faces all trials now knowing that as
long as she perseveres, she will come out greater than these.

Lekerjey sat on the edge of the cliff. Below, the churning sea raged and pitted
itself against the solid rock wall. The sun was barely awake yet, and the air
held a fresh, salted sting. Lekerjey hummed a childhood song quietly to herself,
staring over the ocean that she had come to love as a mere infant. As she sat and
meditated in the calmness and serenity of the morning, thoughts ran through her
mind...

Sun and shadow. Fair winds and dark skies. She was surprised to realise that
nature also told the story of the Battle somewhat. When darkness fell on the lands
strong, a faint candle could light up an entire room. And so it was with their
faith in the Light. Lightwalkers who do not hold so much that of the Light within
them are not any worse than the stronger ones. For small faith is still faith
and not no faith. And that small faith was like a candle in the dead of night,
able to light up an entire room. Small faith can still save the fallen back to
the Light indeed, and should not be scorned.

The gray path. Many are confused by this path, and few know what to do with them
or how even to treat them. Were they evil if they walked with shadowhearts? Were
they good if they helped a friend in all truthfulness? The arguments are the same
time and again. "What if they fought the Light against their own will?", "Do you
know why they do what they do?". Indeed, they either have weak wills or are
misguided. Those with weak wills are easily manipulated, and therefore, do
things unknowingly, things that might even harm them rather than help them. She
sees will as a form of trial. For if you really believe in what you claim to
believe in, you would trust in this belief fully and not allow someone else to
sway you. Those of little faith still had faith, and they would cling on to that
little faith that will save them, rather than allowing themselves to be bought by
lies. Those that are misguided simply needed to be guided back to the right
path lest the fell deeper into the wretched abyss of lies. Sometimes, those with
weak wills became misguided indeed, and they should simply be guided back to the
safety of the Light.

One should try to treat grayhearts better, and not shun, fear or ignore them. For
indeed, all mortals have at least a seed of Light within them from birth. That
goodness within them they can try to hide, but they cannot deny it's presence.
Lekerjey saw it her duty as an Acolyte of Goodness to ensure that this seed
within all take root, no matter how slow or weary the process may be. Also, she
understands that good is more than just the absence of bad, and that grayhearts
are merely this. Not good, yet lacked bad. To her, a Light-walker would be one
whose heart is filled with the goodness that comes only from the Light, and this
filling is active. It will pour out into th