Role

Chapter 5

Searching for a mage to prove herself and exact her first taste of revenge,
Mahinya had hunted for many moons. With the powers of magic, many of her prey
hid from her eyes, and she had to be patient, and tactical. Finally, she
chanced upon a magical elk. A shapechanger no doubt, in disguise. She ran up
to the elk as it was murdering orphans, bludgeoning it with her flaming
silver chain and silver scepter, until it turned into a lifeless, charred
corpse. Mahinya looked over the corpse with glee. Revenge, she thought for a
moment. But no. It was not. It was purpose. It was strength. Life had spit
her out from the jaws of death and imbued her with a mission. The corpse was
a but a means to cut off magic from the land, so that none would ever abuse
the powers ever again.