Role

Chapter 1

Some time ago, a well-dressed priest approached young Varkal with an unusual
proposal, a path of glory, prosperity and respect. This priest said that the
opportunity was immense, that in the mighty Empire formed by four sects, the
dark sect was empty, and that a young man with ambition and training in the
anti's guild paladins, would have a bright future.

All that was needed was to take the first step. Take the Bloodoath.

Varkal was of very humble origin, the son of a Galadon cityguard with a
seamstress. Saw his father get murdered when he was very young. The city was
constantly assailed by barbarians and savages, who came with fury against
whomever lived in its walls, bringing destruction, fire and death to all who
wanted there, to have a life of work and prosperity.

His mother was very reclusive, worked day and night and had her work exploited
by a nobleman who lived in a mansion north of the city park. Money in his
family was scarce, barely enough for them to eat. The young man spent most of
the days roaming the streets, with hatred growing in his veins. He didn't
accept the condition of poverty and feeling of incapacity in the face of
everything that happened around him. Why someone didn't do something? All he
craved for, was a safe place somewhere that would accept him for who he was,
with someone to take care of him and those around him.

This same hatred eventually led him to a decrepid mansion, near the river of
Galadon, where a demon that guarded the entrance, seeing the gleam in the
young man's eyes, invited him to come inside. The guild of anti-paladins,
brought promises of power and knowledge, tools to get anything. Varkal, was
easily seduced and started in the same day his training.

Easily seduced, he was also by the priest, soon he was uttering the words:
My heart, my soul, my life for the Empire.

With an evil smile on his lips, the priest handed him a bag with thirty gold
pieces and said: "Just a glimpse of what awaits you in the future." Varkal was
in stasis and shock, never had so much money in his hands. Not for a moment he
thought about his mother, only, in everything he could do with this money to
improve his life.

Darkness already inhabited his heart.