Role

Chapter 8

It's been a long while since I last laid my hand on parchment to
inscribe my deeds and misdeeds. Many days, weeks, and years have
passed since I took my place within the Fortress of the Light.
There have been countless battles, fierce and bloody, but our
purpose has always been unwavering, leaving no room for the
shadows of doubt to obscure my soul.

Today, a special light bathed me in its radiance, an ordinary
visit to our hallowed shire became something more. I set aside
my weapons and knelt in reverence before the sacred tome, offering
my prayers to the Lady. In those moments of communion, I beseeched
her to fortify my unwavering dedication. As peace descended upon
me, as it always does, I retrieved my weapons, respectfully inclined
my head to the priestess, and made my way back to the verdant jungles
to further hone my prayers, to learn how to harness my righteous
fury and wield it against our foes when the need arises.

During a skirmish, a brilliant light bathed me, and a thought,
a message, long awaited but not fully prepared for, dawned upon my
mind. Her voice spoke, "You may approach." Joy and reverence overcame
me entirely. I hastened to conclude my training and returned with
all haste to her shrine.

Before her, I stood for hours, drinking in her words, so humbled
that I couldn't even raise my gaze from the earth. My faith, my
dedication, now burn brighter than ever. I bear her mark, one that
has always resided within me, but now I comprehend it with newfound clarity.

I sought guidance, and it was granted to me, an affirmation of my
path. The Lady's wisdom reaches eternally deeper than my own, but
today, she shared a fragment of it with me. I stand stronger now
than I ever have before.