Role

Chapter 2

My Exposition of Goodness and Magic penned to the Fortress.

Kinsmen - take notice.


Many of you remain unaware of the danger of magic. You wield it for a
greater purpose, of eradicating evil and ushering in a time of peace and
prosperity. But I warn you - magic is not a neutral force, ambivalent to the
work of its user. It is an awesome force of creation and destruction, the
remnant of selfish gods and creators. It is bent in the image of its
origination. It is power, kinsmen. Its use is not inconsequential. Far
from it.

The conflict of magic is ever clear. Always beckoning, tempting, the user to
drink further from the well of impending ruin. No mortal is a stalwart of
self-control to this unregulated power.

Therefore, I urge you, kinsmen, lay down your craft and remove the bondage of
magic and its artifacts. You strive for goodness but walk under the shadow
of the moon.

Flee from this evil. Otherwise, may a merciful death come quickly.


Firhindil.