Role

Chapter 4

War is messy, ugly, and causes pain to both those in it and those around it.
It can lead to death, destruction and horrible lingering injuries. Those
injuries aren't always in the form of the physical.

Not long ago, Guaryaten was working to end some of the corruption that he'd
seen among the merchants overflowing in the Hamsah sea port. The majority of
businessmen there have been corrupted.

Likely because of his past experiences at the hands of a corrupt businessman,
he felt an uncommon urge to take the fight to these vile men and women and did
so with a righteous zeal and fury.

Magi, vile women, fat and brawny, all the merchants became a blur to him in his
quest to bring down their corrupt enterprise. However, it's always important
to keep sight of the enemy when waging war.

Whether it was their intent or accident, or if it wasn't for him paying close
enough attention, a pair of swarthy looking merchants found their end by his
hand, during the prolonged melee of violence.

Words lacked the ability to describe such pain when you harm someone that you
care about and are struggling to help. This is what he felt, as if a bit of
his heart had simply been cleaved out, as they fell.

In repentance, he accommodated the men as monetarily as he could when their
spirits reformed and begged their forgiveness. In light of this error, he's
made a vow to dedicate himself as a merchant himself.

Using their example, he'll be a seller and trader of goods, trinkets, and the
like and use the money to help others of the light. His first act was to help
finance an elven conjurer's purchase of some books called Convegno.

He feels that this is a small part and just the first step of what he wants to
do during his path towards squirehood and hopefully eventually earning the
mantle of Maran. Saving money, and using it to help those in need.