Role

Chapter 1

OPENING PAGE:

**READ THIS PAGE FIRST!!! I simply cannot stand it when people skip to the
guts of a biography without reading the opening page, and if you did just
that, I sincerely hope you sleep with a harlot who's sheath is hotter than
the fires of the inferno.**

Now then, on to the topic at hand--A great man by the name of Golhyrr
Maglust.

Three parts integrity, two parts hatered, one part ugly, soaked in a stiff
bottle of arrogance and brought to a boil--and there you have it, Golhyrr
Maglust.

I knew Golhyrr Maglust, and knew him well. In the flesh he was merely a lost
soul, trying to find his way much like the rest of us. He fought his final
breaths on the same blood-drenched battlefields he was born to soak his boots
in. It was there that he fought a valiant quest, a quest for completion. Not
completion of his initial goal perhaps, as his primary goal was to finish off
a war that has been raging since nearly the awakening of Thera itself..but
ultimately, completion of himself. Regardless, I'm sure in his grave he
curses his mortal shell for not putting forth the same effort his soul was
willing to.. Failure is not something he took lightly.

To follow is a compilation of tales that I've heard first hand from his own
mouth, along with some of his own personal journal entries. Some may see it
as a source of inspiration, some may read it in disgust(he was not a 'kind'
person by any means of the word), or perhaps a mixture of the two.