Role

Chapter 2

The bell ringed in the Cathedral of Arkham and Ilbjorga was there,
meditating. It has already been a few weeks since he has begun his new
journey under the guidance of Lady Rayihn. After their first talk, he thought
a lot of the words she spoke to him...what is love? What is hate? And what
does he like in the duty he must accomplish?

Love: He now knows it has many facets...as vague as the seas. He knows that
he loves the people as they are quite interesting. He also loves the
relations he has made with many people may it be members of his guild,
traveling companions or random people. He loves to see happiness around him
and does anything he can to make it so. He also likes the battlefield and
enjoys fighting...although he would prefer not to kill. He is aware though
that for his duty, he must.

Hate: He does hate a few things. He hates murder and greed, he hates walking
long distances although he will never really say it, he hates those tainted
for their legacy of suffering upon the weak and defenceless but as well as
their vile achievements may it be with the dead or dark magic.

Duty: So it comes to the duty, what does he love about it? Of course, he will
fight a lot so his thirst of challenge. He also loves the fact they he is
actually making a difference in this society. It gives him the strength to
face perhaps the greatest challenges. And he blesses everyday the fact that
he is now guided by a lady Immortal, the fact that without his duty, he
wouldnt be taught so much and wouldnt meet such an inspiring Goddess. He
believes that what he will learn from her will be good for the people of
Thera.

He opened his eyes and knew that perhaps it is becoming clearer. And so, he
continued his adventure a little wiser.