Role

Chapter 2

He'd always heard that the dedication to the stone was of utmost importance and
the legends of Svirfneblin being molded from them were something to revere and
aspire to but these voices weren't just of the stone. They laughed together as
his broken and burning body stood up and cheered that he'd survived but when he
called back to them, again they went quiet. Then again the conversation began
but this time it was the stone as it explained, without words, of his kinship
with this demi-human, how they'd known one another and all the while, he sat
there in searing pain and listened.

The voice of the elements it was called, not a true voice but like an inner
voice that lived in one's head. After learning this he suddenly felt as if a
wave of euphoric enlightenment had washed over him and new knowledge was
welling up. Smoke and Magma now enlightened him of their presence and of this
he stood in awe, all the while slowly burning. These were para-elements and
they had entranced him. As his body finally begin to give out in this horrific
environment he made a silent vow not only to embrace the stone but to learn of
and revere the para-elements too.

As he appeared incorporeal in Upper Cragstone he knew that there was more than
just exploring and admiring the stone and he craved it. So, he decidedly
determined that he'd set out on an adventure but to do so, he'd need to join a
guild. The warriors craft was simple but needed brute strength, the healing
arts weren't for him either, but when he came to the shapeshifting guild it
donned on him that with this magic he could become like the para-elements
himself, an amalgam of man and magic and so he joined and embarked on his
journey.