Role

Chapter 1

Having brought this small village to such an utter state of despair and hopelessness
I felt as is larger tasks lay before me. With the knowledge it would take far more
than this to earn my rightful place of power in the afterlife and end my suffering.
I set off on the road once more remembering stories I had heard of a huge city by
the surface dwellers standings. A city named galadon.

It had been two years since I came to this place. Each day I am disgusted and yet
strangely intrigued by the things I see. A group of individuals who have devoted
themselves to upholding the laws of the surface in the majors cities. They call
themselves the Blood Tribunal. These laws they speak of seem primitive to me
however within their twisting spiral home I see the potential for power. A staging
ground for my war of atrition against the souls of Thera. Within their ranks I will
suffering the Omen deems I shall experience, yet in the process the messenger shall
find themselves name a criminal. Harassed by the endless legions of guards and
watchmen that plague this surface.

The general well being of the citizens of such places mean nothing to me. However,
I will play the part of caring lawmen when it is nessecary. Decieving any who look
to closely at my actions. As for this insufferable fools who call me brother and
companion. They are truly my most despised of enemies. Can they not see that we are
all damned to suffer the same the fate. It matters not how many you think you may
save with your laws and your justice. These things mean little in the face of the
Omen. I will be there laughing, laughing the echo cries of a madman as you finally
come to realize your fate fools.