Role

Chapter 6

Returning to Ayr'Trinil was, in some ways, the easiest thing Elokhi had ever
done. He knew, for the first time in his young life, that his path, however
peculiar, was true. Fear would not stand in his way again, which meant nothing
else ever could.

Elokhi flew slowly past his home, that opulent gold-plated nest, without a
word. Kayven glared, but dared not to take action in broad daylight. Instead
he watched passively, with seething anger, as Elokhi moved onwards and
upwards, to the Sky Shrine.

Few Arials ever approach the Paladin's guild directly. None, with the
intention that Elokhi now held. He approached slowly, deliberately by foot.
But he did not stall. He did not hesitate.

As Elokhi approached the Inner Sanctum, the guardian of purity stepped
immediately aside, as if his arrival was expected.

Taking a deep breath, Elokhi thought back to that Paladin who saved him,
serving the Light in the darkest place. He looked ahead to the holy statue of
Shokai, a symbol of the divine wrath of the Light.

His next steps were to live up to the inspiration of each of those symbols the
Light, if not to mirror them.

These steps, he knew, were for his sister. And for others tormented by
wickedness, afraid to act. Afraid to do what was right.

But mostly, these steps were for those who preyed upon the innocent. The
wicked, who Elokhi would fear no more. The wicked, who Elokhi would bring
divine judgment upon.

Without looking back, Elokhi took those final steps into the Inner Sanctum,
pledging his intention to Tamar Skyshorn, to follow the Code and to serve the
Light in all things.

With that, he found himself welcomed within the Paladin's guild.