Role

Chapter 4

days have carried on, and the struggle continues.

has fallen into some anguish as he received word that his closest
friend and brother in arms faramond had fallen in battle, never to be
returned by the gods. He looks on the notes on the rear of his shield that
he etched during their many travels and adventures together with sadness, but
with the warm comfort of rememberance. He was bless by his Lady to
have had such a brother in his life.
with seeking knowledge about his fears, Greandin has prayed and
meditated long. He has found his answer.

has two fears:
1. That his Lady will find him weak, and unworthy
to carry her name into battle. While he does not shrink from battle, he is
required to temper his eagerness to prove his worth with the knowledge that
his enemies would use this as a weakness to draw him into unwinnable battles.
2. That he will fail his brothers and sisters in arms in their time of
need. One moment that sears in his soul occured when he and his brother
Faramond were exploring a strange dreamland. They were unprepared for
combat as they looked at the strange sights of this land. An enemy appeared
suddenly and Faramond gave the order to retreat. As the last word of prayer
left Greandins lips and he slipped through space to his home, his eyes
caught a glimpse of Faramond being put to sleep by their foe. As he
appeared in Galadon his screams were already leaving his mouth as he thought
of his brother left to die. Though reassured that he had done nothing
wrong, and simply folowed orders as he should have...the image of leaving a
brother behind is now etched in his soul.