Role

Chapter 2

With Kalanzt's clear ability now on display, he dreamt of greatness and
power. So when it was he was granted a position as a Patroller of the city
the despair and anger engulfed him. Surely he was far better than that.

It was compounded by his younger sister, now training in the Priesthoods,
she had done nothing to earn it of course, yet he was forced to bow to her
whenever she passed in the streets. The Matron Mothers were one thing,
but this was beyond reason.

Kalanzt started to forsake his duties, finding himself in the slave pits
more and more. Their pitiful cries putting the despair at bay for a time.
His superiors made note of it of course and his punishments were severe
but even that did not break him out of his melancholy.

However it was through one of his frequent visits to the slave pens that he
learnt of the overland Empire. That anyone could rise to the greatest heights
and that power there was earnt not freely given by a quirk of fate.

He knew where he had to go.