Role

Chapter 1

Brodie DeBano has wandered the realm for some time now.
Often alone he sleeps out under the stars where his spirit can soar on the winds.
It was during these nights that his dreams began to be visited by
only can be described as a much older and wilder spirit.
The spirit often took the form of wolves howling in the distance.
And while Brodie couldn't quite make out the language of the howls,
he could easily pick up the sense of anger and frustration that
often mirrored his own. The emotions arose from the continued expansion
of walls and roads which constrained the spirit and of the tyranny
that built the walls. He decided that in his own small way, he would lend
his voice to the howls and his sword to the fight and began the long journey to
what the howls called the Return of the Ancients.