Role

Chapter 2

As Norhm struggled to keep his head above the water in an
overwhelmingly hostile ocean, the world gradually became quieter. He
was surprised to discover that the roar of the ocean and the cries of
the survivors and the cold of the water were fading away. It was
replaced with an eerie calm, and Norhm found that for the first time
since that night in the camp he could think clearly.

His mother had raised him with stores of his noble dwarvish heritage,
and from these stories he'd been able to muster a limited knowledge of
Thera's pantheon. The names and faces of famed gods and goddesses past
floated through his mind, some fearsome, some kind, and all strong and
sincere. As he began to slip into unconsciousness, Norhm found himself
praying, for the first time in his life, for salvation.