Role

Chapter 1

War is everything Kanlax knows. Orphan of war, found and adopted by a
warrior, groomed to become a mercenary, dreaming of being a knight, and
although his blood yearned for the wilds, he chose to train in the guild and
hope he can fit in the fighting force of the society that brought him up.

Unfortunately, while he is a talented fighter, his chaotic nature makes him
terrible at teamwork. The Seantryn Guard didn't want him, nor did the Blood
Tribunal, and his first year in the Aturi militia didn't exactly bring him
any favors. And being a knight? Might as well forget the idea.

He could have joined his foster father's mercenary company, but he feels
being a sword-for-hire would conflict his inner sense of morality. In the
end, Kanlax decided if he cannot have a niche in Seantryn, he is going to
travel and find his calling elsewhere. He built a hidden shack outside the
city, where he returns to from time to time between his travels, which are
now leading him farther and farther away.

In his dreams, he is a wandering knight, wise and strong, of no fixed abode
but travelling and righting wrongs wherever he sets his hoof.