Role

Chapter 3

So too did he come to grow in respect and reverence towards the old
woman's deity, the Great Huntress. From his education in Hamsah, Kasir
understood that it was in fact Baerinika whom the seeress worshipped, but
held his tongue to avoid giving offense. For all his book knowledge of
the Maiden's faith, however, it was this frail, ancient woman who made it
real to him. She was always ready with a tale of the Huntress's aid to
the pure, or of some self-sacrificial act performed on Her behalf. These
Kasir took to heart, and became ashamed at the vanities of his past.

Eventually, his debt repaid and now a grown man, Kasir was offered a
permanent place among the nomads. Not as a servant, but as a brother and
comrade. As attractive as that seemed, Kasir could not help feeling that
his destiny lie elsewhere. Over the past four years he had lived as a
servant to the tribe, his status marked outwardly by the kufi hat he wore.
Now, however, given a chance to cast down that symbol of his servitude, he
was compelled to decline. No longer would he serve the tribe; that much
was true. But he would continue to bear that mark, as a symbol of his
service to another: the Great Huntress; desert cat; bane of the wicked.