Role

Chapter 8

The seed planted by her friend Quchack's preaching blossomed when Lord
Korsgaard encouraged Drissa to search out his shrine and begin taking steps
down a path of greater virtue. Subconsciously, perhaps a result of the trauma
caused by her time travelling to Thera, perhaps simply because it is her
nature to want to improve herself, her soul has yearned for the nourishment
of religion. She found the place where the land ends, and with a few brave
steps, found herself in the shrine.

Korsgaard revealed himself to her there, welcomed her, and they spoke for a
little while of his faith - first steps, but significant ones. He helped her
to reflect on her "self" as the center of every path that is available to
her, then set her on the Path of Four Legs, encouraging her to take as much
time as she needs to complete the quest laid out in his tome. "The things I
expect from yeh outlined on tha' second page don't 'ave ter be physical, but
they do need one thing," he said, "They need to be what's important to yeh."

While mortal elf and immortal dwarf conversed, Korsgaard said something that
caught Drissa's attention, but she doesn't know quite what to make of it.
"Take yerself fer example," the wise Lord told her, "I sense eh knowin' about
yeh, one tha' keeps yeh ready fer any challenge, fearless in the abyss eh
absolute darkness. Only those tha' 'ave seen such eh blackness 'ave tha' way
about them. Confidence ter go onward, into the unknown. But will yer find
victory? Only time will tell."

"Time will tell," she mused - a saying she is fond of herself. She couldn't
help but wonder if the God was speaking of events that occurred before her
accident, and if so, whether he will ever confide in her. She had mostly put
the question of what happened in the time before she can remember out of her
mind, but his words reawakened a curiosity in her. As to whether she will
ever find anything out about it, or decide it is important to do so, only
time will tell.