Role

Chapter 2

Appearing from the ether itself was a man, a spark of crimson light
seemed to glitter within his eyes at all times but undoubtedly, he was flesh
and bone. His greeting was cordial and accepted within the tribe.
Whatever was asked, they provided. However, in this man's search for
further magic, enslavement and death followed. Although his inquires
were originally about the legends of the shambling mounds, he departed
our village with the desiccated corpses of several of our healers, including
Krauf's grandparents.

This event was the proverbial drop of ink on the parchment. The
introduction of death to a young boy and a people who had known nothing
but the natural life and honest, good folk. It's a wonder that a good many
of them were not consumed by the darkness but when your entire
existence is focused on the good of life, it is hard to even have a
comprehension of true evil. This unnatural being changed the course of
events in the life of this young boy, destined to be a healer, and steered
him towards the jungle avenger, a ranger.

In the end, it wasn't rage, anger, or a sense of justice that propelled him to
take up a more martial path but the nagging impulse to do what simply
seemed right. This sort of courage comes in many forms but going
against the more traditional beliefs of his people was its onset. Although
he still values life and goodness, he has come to acknowledge that some
people will not listen to the lands, see the wonder about them, and need to
know that they can't evoke their will upon it without consequence.