Role

Chapter 36

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Am I getting old? Perhaps I should start taking
better care of myself? My wardrobe, my weapons, I
need to start dressing like the ebony-skinned
giant warrior I am. Still powerless, I must strike
fear with whatever blood I have left in me.

Looking about the lands it seems to be a new and
most of the blood and travelers are people I dont
know and never met. A relief really, allows me a
fresh start in a old system.

Provost still looms, likely waiting for me to die
before he puts in his retirement. Last of the old
regime and last of my problems next to that High
Herald.

Since my return, I have solidified my station
with an old friend Viera, and his Scion.

Still destined and passionate about the Law, I am
still and continously and will forever be working
toward a new guild. Gods have mercy. Allow me to
enter a new guild.

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