Role

Chapter 4

Day and night, the words of the imp had burned in his mind. Lyristeon, the
granter of Kaeldran's bane was wise. "Do not bow to anyone. Let instinct
drive you. Do not seek to honor me." As Kaeldran grew in power, he began to
realize what the imp meant. He began to take confidence in his skills and
the powers granted him. Gone was the humility that training within the city
had taught him. If one relies truly on his instinct, there is no need for
apology. Though he would make mistakes, as any would, not a peep would be
heard from him regarding his actions. He sought freedom. The kind of freedom
one could not attain in the city. While he felt comfortably out of place
within man's walls, the open spaces of the wilderness were his true home.
Perhaps, he pondered, that is why he was taken away from his family and left
to survive in nature... Thoughts of the imp burned malevolently within his
head. 'Instinct... freedom...'