Role

Chapter 6

My mother was from small but well respected family from the outskirts of
Darsylon, which is not know for explorers or hunters, but rather as
caretakers, and menders.
However, my father is a rather interesting topic. Of his family I never
learned anything of, neither by him nor my mother. It never seemed to be of
importance to them, and thus I never thought much of it either.Before my
mother settled my father down and bore me, my father was a wanderer of the
realms.He learned much of the realm in his travels, and even found a Lady
whose teachings influenced him greatly. The Lady taught him many things,
which he tried sharing with me, but some I have a hard time grasping, even
now. She taught him of the Way of the Kara Chal. The most basic of the Kara
Chal teachings involves an open hand, free of everything. Open, the hand is
a sign of peace and giving. Closed, the hand becomes a way to protect and
defend. My father knew this well as well as the other teachings, which I
find hard to recall. With his history of the Kara Chal, I learned that as
beings of peace we must first always show others our peaceful side, even if
they may inherently have dark or twisted backgrounds from birth.
Of these things I realized I must strive to be like the open palm or closed
fist at will, though often I feel as though I am judging people by their
affiliations or backgrounds, and often forget to be the open palm.