Role

Chapter 6

I am told that I am much like my father. The way I look, my
body language, the inflections on my regular tone of speech.
I wonder sometimes if he was like his father, and his father
before him, and if so, is that a subtle form of immortality
for the first of my line, thousands of years ago? Being
like my father is not a bad arrangement. My father is wise
in ways I have yet to discover. He gains energy from those
around him and disperses it outward magnetically. And while,
I like to believe I am quite the same, I still lack my father's
ability of making everyone around me feel included and special.
Some people misinterpret me as being snobbish or "flighty"
even "glib", but this is not the case. What is true is that
I am fueled by my passion for life and adventure and whatever
else may interest me at the time, and that passion sweeps me
up like a wind and holds me fast in its vortex. Yes, I plan
on making my mark in the world. And it is my ultimate goal
to leave such a lasting impression, that my name is spoken
for many years to follow after my death. This goal will be
realized, I am certain. I am also certain that in this time,
my actions will speak louder than my words, and thus, part of
my story may not be told as accurately as I would like it to
be. Thus, I have begun this journal, and shall will it upon
my ultimate demise to the Celestial Lyceum for the
Loremasters to mill over and hopefully publish. This is my
story, as told by me at the time. I will attempt to write
everything of importance, and I shall attempt to write
currently, so that as I grow, so will the narrator of this
tale. For this tale ultimately, is what I left behind,
though I've still yet to walk the path.

--Jaegran Jamindyr, Theran Bard.