Role

Chapter 5

My nights have been haunted by very disturbing dreams lately. In those
dreams, I am a young girl without any of the magical influences I hold
today, and am forced to watch as the city burns to the ground and the
night sky is awash with the blood-curdling screams of the citizens
being burned alive. These dreams seemed to start after an unsavory
encounter with Arcibu, where "An Imp" taunted me with similar
disturbing mental pictures.

I am not one who claims to hold goodness in my heart or that blindly
follows faith and religion, but I do fear for my soul right now. The
blasphemous things said and done by certain servitors I am forced to
conjure up also further erodes my sense of spirit most days, even
though I try to avoid devils and demons unless absolutely necessary.

I am not quite ready to devote myself to a monastery or convent,
however. While I do feel vulnerable sometimes, I feel the power is
within me to take my craft to the highest level where I need not fear
even the most vile minions of the darkness and chaos. I will need to
push my research to greater limits as I seek out knowledge in
Azuremain, Thar Acacia, and possibly the Consortium. In one of these
places, I am certain answers exist to questions I have not even
imagined yet, and I might be able to absorb enough knowledge to finally
consider myself anything more than a barely-competant conjurer.