Role

Chapter 1

The life of a nomad is a harsh reality to many, and that way of life is from
where most races had originated. Freely flowing around, stopping to place
camps near a clean source of water, while hoping and scouting for food of
any kind. Mushrooms, yams, all matter of creatures small and large, which
can be made into hearty and filling meal often lack true flavor and
sophistication. The Eternian family, had long since left a true civilization and
in their sojourn had conceived and raised a brilliant son, Gwildonian. They
had forsaken the often calm, collected and organized life of villages and
cities for the greater life experiences and solemn knowledge to be gained
from travel abroad. This existence their son had never come to know.

Glimpsing a far flickering light within the great expanding horizon caught the
youngster's attention during a nightly relief. Curious, yet cautiously he
approached, expecting another camp but as he trod closer the flicker of lights
did diversify, scattering over a wide area. Hours passed with increasingly
vigilant pressing toward the ever engrossing mass of light and the
occasional sound. The chatter of insect and critter slowly faded to oblivion
as pace after pace brought a closer view of a large earthen and stone
facade. A massive portcullis was raised over an arching gash through the
wall, beyond which lay the city.