Role

Chapter 3

A long overdue update.

Unalethekai's getting older. It's unavoidable, but he's bearing it with a
good deal of grace. Any complaints he makes are usually in jest, and although
his joints are aching more often from the cold mountain weather, it doesn't
seem to put a damper on his easy grin and optimistic manner. He still feels
bolstered by his faith, and is always aware of the Storm's own strength
augmenting his own, flowing through his veins.

Having had proposed to Padwei, and her accepting, didn't change much, save
giving him the additional headache of trying to arrange times and invitations
for the wedding ceremony. No one seemed surprised by the betrothal, although
Una has suspicions that Sil's good-natured joking about how disappointed she
is is only half-joking. A pretty elvish lass with an endearing boisterous
manner and a penchant for strong ale, and a hunger for adventure nearly a
match for Unalethekai's. Certainly fun to flirt with, but then again, what
pretty lass isn't?

But it's Padwei his soul feels drawn to. Her strong will and unceasing
devotion inspire Una, and whenever he's feeling disappointed or discouraged,
she's always there to remind her fiance' of everything he has to be thankful
for. He loves and respects her more than any other mortal, enjoys making her
blush (it makes her freckles stand out, which he loves,) and knows he's found
a kindred spirit who will always put the needs and happiness of others before
her own.

She deserves to be happy, she deserves to have a man she can be certain she
can always rely on at her side. She's earned the right to the joy they share,
a thousand times over. In a way, Una's her karmic reward for all the good
she's done, and he feels that she's the same for him. If it wasn't for that,
he'd be much more opposed to the idea of getting hitched. He never imagined
himself married, or even monogamous, but you sail where the wind's blowing.