Role

Chapter 3

On the Day of the Sun, 34th of the Month of Frost Giant:

Long have I believed there to be no room for wasteful
destruction in this world. I oppose even those of the dark
outlanders who refrain from harming nature but ultimately
grow its power and indirectly cause harm.

Today a great trickster and evil spirit came to me, was it
the darkest of the ancients, who has deceived a small portion
of the outlanders that its path is a viable one? I do not
question its power, it was of such great malevolence that I
could not yet begin to oppose it. It is tough to not grow
bitter at my own lack of strength in protecting the unicorns.

I had to stand by helplessly as it slayed unicorn after unicorn without
purpose. For what cause? Creatures who protect so much of
nature, and are wise as the ages?

This spirit was of great evil and would send corpse after corpse
to me until I staggered beneath the weight. I have never
before given myself to rage, but truly this day, a rage began
to grow in me such as I have never known. It energizes me
further along my path, I will see such evil as this opposed.

Let it be known that I will never forget the Way of the Unicorn,
and I shall hold true to it always. But I shall use the rage
that I found this day, a day that I could do nothing, and with
it I shall carry myself along the path I must venture.