Role

Chapter 3

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Caroolth, Provost Magistrate, when was the last time he was not?
Mature now, 56 years old! Longer than the bull had ever expected to live, and
the responsibility of the Spire upon his shoulders! You would think that the
wear of this position would show itself in gray fur, sagging flesh, but
Caroolth is still healthy enough, strong enough, and determined enough,
to more than fill his role of Provost Magistrate.

In these years, though, there is still a toll. Friends come and gone, foes come
and gone, and the Spire now in a long-awaited period of prosperity,
the Outlanders of Thar-Eris nothing more than a quiet whisper upon the
winds that travel the breadth of Thera.

This quiet, peace even, though the overwhelming goal of this bull, grates upon
him. He is a fighter, defined by the struggle, and what then, when the struggle
dissipates, and familiar faces are gone and dead, or retired, or so deeply
changed so as to be unrecognizable? How does one deal with an unexpected old age?

By finding something worthy of doing, a task so monumental as to outweigh
every other accomplishment in life! This bull, his strong back having carried the
Spire to a semblance of strength, turns his eyes to the mortal enemies of the Spire,
the Outlanders of Thar Eris, and peace.