Role

Chapter 1

Time had passed since the imp had denied a stronger bane. It
came as a surprise, but Kaeldran took it without disappointment.
As day and week and month passed, the burden of the bane
seemed lighter, yet the imp had told him that it had not yet
begun to weaken. It left Kaeldran with the question of what
exactly was happening to him. Perhaps the weight of such a
curse that pushed on his shoulders had merely caused him to
grow stronger in body. He was pushing up against it and
surmounting the challenge. It seemed the most logical conclusion.

Still, there was one other thing that nagged at the peripheals
of the giant. On his last meeting with the imp, it told him
that his time spent in civilization was domesticating the
wild shaman. Horrid thoughts of a life spent indoors, surrounded
by walls, flashed through the giant's mind. He shook away the
images and nodded at the imp. Mentally, he made strong note
of the implications of what the imp said. As the meeting
ended, Kaeldran made his way from the forest. Deciding to
make a change in his life and further sate his hunger for the
hunt and to live on instinct, he knew there was only one thing
to do. He headed to the heart of the Virgin forest. There,
he gathered leaves and a few haunches of food and set about
marking the territory as his own. This was to be his home.
There should never be question again as to whether the giant
was a domesticated creature. All he ever needed was in the
forest: food, water, shelter... The peace and serenity he felt
there could never be attained within the confines of city walls.
Howling into the light of the moon, Kaeldran went out from
his new home to face the world as a wild, free giant. The Witch
Doctor is in.