Role

Chapter 4

The early years as High Priest were brutal for Nhinguehm. The Phoenix
brigade, led by Captain Drissa, was at the height of its power and
numbers. The casualties in the empire's contingent were innumerable,
and not every warrior or citizen, had the spirit strong enough to
withstand the waves of warriors against the imperial gates.

Resolute in its purpose, Nhinguehm was one that endured attack after attack,
forming a militia with the bravest and most determined survivors to turn the
the war. After many years, this group was finally able to defeated the
captain of the fortress, permanently breaking its spirit. With his head cut
off, the regiments of the fort felt the blow, and the battle were raised to
a level of equality. But this period, left their mark on Nhinguehm, scars,
bruisings and old marks made of every kind of weapon or magic one can thing
of. But all this, were withstand with his wil and the power of Lord Panmorne
inbued on his being.

At this time, Nhinguehm sought his Lord again. At this meeting, he was more
than a hundred years old, and presented himself as a High Priest of the
Empire, not the young naive drow of the first meeting. Long before the
wrinkles, scars over his body translated without words the lifestyle he had
been having. This lead to the first compliment from Lord Panmorne to the
Healer before him. And they had a long talk.

Nhinguehm once more, felt invigorated by the time, presence and teachings
of Lord Panmorne. They aproached many topic, including going back to the
first conversation, evolution of Nhinguehm in the Empire, the battles he
have been to, the quick change of positions into the battlefields, the not
linearity of war and finally to the troops. What could motivate the troops?
That was his new task, to find out how to keep troops that were enduring
a hard war, motivated.

And once more, the drow left to put his task into movement.