Role

Chapter 3

I know now, I should have followed my father's example. A holy warrior by
training, he had retired with my mother to a quiet and peaceful life. But
you know now that wasn't to be. He was the only one to stand againt the
tyrants, when they came to hold all the farms hostage. He was killed
first, but he died honorably. But my mother felt only anger.. he let us
all down, she said.

She was wrong. I let my mother hold me back, from what I knew was right.
What I knew must be done. Evil men will never cease, until someone else
stops them. My father knew that. My father sacrificed everything, trying
to teach us all that lesson.

I finally learned the lesson. I won't let anyone hold me back from the
truth, from what must be done. I know now that I am blessed as my father
was blessed. The divine spark flows throw me, and with it, gives me the
strength to make a difference. And so I will.

My mother's last words to me, were telling me to go into hiding. To
change my name, to stay in the shadows and live a life of fear. No thank
you.

Instead, I find myself in Voralian City. The city of Light, as they say..
and the clearest place for me to start what I know now is my quest. A few
steps from the great Cathedral here is the Shaman's guild. I find myself
drawn there. I wonder what they have to say...