Role

Chapter 3

End and Beginning
Added Fri Mar 9 14:31:54 2007 at level 50:

I'm lucky. Far more than I'll ever admit to anyone...even a Champion needs his
secrets. Little over 200 years on this bloody path...marching in the Tired War, and
I still have my spirit. Still have my heart, too. I think Ironfoot would be a little
disappointed...he wanted a follower, someone to step into those ridiculous iron-shod
boots and kick some evil heads in. Sorry, old dwarf. You were right, but I found
a different way.

No peace for those piggies. I'd need to see one on his knees, in white robes, begging
for forgiveness in the middle of the Galadon market before I'd even think about
sparing his life. Don't just owe it to myself, or the Order, I owe it to my ancestors,
and the generations yet to be born. Anti-paladins. Feh. The cursed undead I must
destroy without malice....the rest? Well...

Well I've had an epiphany. I can defend myself, defend the Inn, defend the Code
without leaving corpses (mine and theirs) all over Thera...it's righteous work but I
don't like where it would end. Another victim of the Tired War, heartless, cold...
No. I have other talents to give to the cause...

Lucky. I walked thhough the flames and didn't get burnt. Thanks Mother and Father.
Thanks Ironfoot. Thank you, Lady Iunna.