Role

Chapter 9

Kraldinor looked shamefacedly at the drink in his hand and the dagger sitting
on the table that he could not quite remember placing there. In a sudden
dawning of realization, he knew that he was failing in what he had sat out to
do, not because of those arrayed against him, but because of himself.

He had let the opposition he faced get to him, forgetting his pride and
becoming petty, feeling sorry for himself and soliciting pity from others.

He finally understood, if others were able to present a message which drew
more than his, it was not their fault they outnumbered him so, but his for
not delivering his message well enough Kraldinor understood his vision for
the future, and knew it was the one that benefited all. He had to increase
his efforts to make others realize the same.

If he had to run and hide for the meantime to buy time to deliver his
message, that was the course he would take, but he would take pride in his
ability to evade his enemies and the numbers they needed to defeat him, and
give in to the feeling that the realm was arrayed against him.

He would also focus more on his religion and his Goddess and concentrate on
them more to maintain inner peace and serenity and take comfort in those.