Role

Chapter 2

There is no easy path. The earth works in many forms and none are weak.
No matter what you add to the earth, the path just becomes difficult
in it's own way. When mixed with the waters, it becomes the swamps
where only the hardiest of creatures survive. When mixed with wind
it becomes a torrent that will eat away at the flesh and steal vision.
The things below the earth prey on the weakness that comes from above.
It holds everything. It gives shelter to those who earn it. It is
the cornerstone of all that lives. It is the final place where the
flesh goes when everything dies. But, the earth holds certain tenets
close to it. As I have hunted and killed my prey, I have found things
that those who live on and in the earth find dear. It is these things
that I have brought to Lord Daevryn for the taking. But, very little
is worthy of the Lord of the Earth. I will continue to bring these
things to him to show I understand all of the tenets. The weaker
things I have brought to him that did not grab his attention have been
a wide copper bracelet, a sleek black rod, an axe of an anti-paladin
and the blade of command. The blade was accepted as the earth commands
all. The wide copper bracelet I brought to the Lord had nothing
to do with the value perceived by the item, but for the pride of how
the one who died screamed about it when I took it from his corpse.
It was the thing he wished for more than anything else. A warrior's
pride was in that bracelet. That pride is for Lord Daevryn. The
sleek black rod was pure lust. When I had it, the mages of the tree
lusted for it. It wasn't from the death of a foe, but to tell those
of the tree that lust is for Lord Daevryn. Not their flesh. The
unholy axe I brought to Lord Daevryn was something that could never
be used by any other but a death knight. It held souls. It held
destruction. It is also now with Lord Daevryn.
This life is hard. As hard as the earth.