Role

Chapter 4

I wonder how much time have passed since I left that minstrel and started to
walk my own road? Well, let me think... Ah yes, two winters, I survived two
damn cold winters. I hope next one will touch me much more softly, getting
copper for a tavern have become a lot easier for me. So. For those two years
I've seen a lot. And more I see, the less happy I become. Wait, wrong word
I do happy and will be, until my legs will stop moving and people will no
more stop to listen to my ballads. But I have another feeling. "Unsatisfaction?"
Yep, this is it. I become less satisfied. I understood this huge mechanism,
designed by Gods, should be kept in Order. But I am not even close to
knowledge about how it works. I am gathering examples in peoples deeds, in
historical scrolls. But when I try to imagine me, making moves, trying to
balance the scales, all seems so fragile! Things recently went from simple
to complex.

Light and darkness. Any conflict between them bring many things, chaos, pain,
destruction of nature. I know, I speak abstract. Myself, I already replayed
a lot of past and invented scenarios. But to be clear, let me use simple
example: order of paladins decided to strike, grown in influence, dark sect
of necromancers. Light clashed with darkness and won the battle. But nothing
ended with death of mages. Paladins build fort there, burn trees, cut them,
blow mountains for stones, get close villages taxed and many more. This will
sooner or later provoke next conflict. And it is already impossible to
prognose the final result. And more complex question: where is my role there?
Should I interfere? Take any side? And when I should stop assisting?

Damn, I am thinking, thinking, thinking! With no result yet, but don't worry
I write that not to give up. And I knew this would work - cryed in your
jacket. And now I feel much batter and feel even more strength gathering
within me to move forward. See you, friend, don't get bored without me.