Role

Chapter 10

Taraks flails madly from the blows that repeatededly rain
down upon him from the one known as Burwell. Holy flames
tearing at his flesh, the smell overwhelimg the room. With
one violent heave, the bull unleashes a blow of immense
power, as final breath is knocked from his body. Tarak's
vision fill with motes of pure mana, and just as suddenly
air rushes back into his lungs.

Tarak pushes himself from his feet as he utters the words
"Taraks splats!"

As he regathers his clothing, the motes of pure mana grow
stronger, his vision clouded by a flame. Slowly the flame
parts as a life starts to fill 2 weapons and one piece of
armor. A crimson flail named "dragon's heart" and a dragon
femur begin to vibrate with anticipation. A belt of dragon
tail bones tighten around his waist, as a foreign yet
somehow familiar voice fills his head.

"Step through the fire face you Adversity."