Role

Chapter 7

Four years of hardened combat have passed, forging the lightborn spirit
of Aliimbaba even stronger in his time spent now as a Maran Tara'bal.
Tasked by the Silver Wraith, Lord Lian Shian'ji with recovering a relic
described as a black lacquered box bearing a pair of phoenix, unknown
to some helping him find the relic is that they infact contain the
ashes of the First Warlock of Thera, a Magister of great power, whose
remnants contain traces of the link needed to restore and activate a
Golden Grimoire now best described in stasis; slumbering as it waits
for the right series of events to come into place to surge with life
and once more turn the tide against the encroaching Darkness.

Scowering the lands of Thera now in search of the urn containing the
precious ashes needed to revive the lost powers of the Warlocks, a
mature and nearing middle-age Aliimbaba does all he can to not only
recover the relic, but also fufill and embody the oaths sworn into
the Creed of the Tara'bal. With so many years passed now, the ebb and
fleshly desires he once possessed have died now, replaced with a love
for those like Charrolit and Andira which can now best be described as
sisterly. Where once his hormones so badly pulled at him to find some
solace in caressing the soft flesh of a woman, they now yearn only for
true peace and the day of his final resting.

He does not stride into battle carelessely, neither is he one to shirk
from battle; even his foes have to commend his spirit, noting how strong
and in-tune it has become with the flesh he possesses in the form of
Aliimbaba Dorhenka. A Maran Tara'bal who has walked this life a hundred,
perhaps a thousand times before. He yearns for but three simple things
now in his tender and old age; the first is recovering the urn tasked
to him by the Silver Wraith. The second is to die valiantly and in
combat as a Maran Tara'bal, and the third is to one day see his wife
again and find some peace and solace with her before he is once called
to the War tormenting Thera.