Role

Chapter 5

It is disturbing, some of the things you hear out there in the world. Svirfneblin
who blatantly refuse to believe that the darkness is not to be taken lightly,
healing priests taking joy in bloodshed and not the least, drow elves who assume
that you will take up traveling with them because they said so. Hrmpf, shall they
ever see the true ways of life? It's nothing but a struggle against the odds that
can only be overcome with a clear mind and by focusing on the task at hand.
All is not despair, I see promise in some people walking these lands and this will
never fail to bring a smile to my lips. A promise is the start of many grand things
and one day... the promises will be fulfilled.

Marelin whom was born by his human mother, Sarala, had always had a fascination for
the arcane energies. Perhaps this could be attributed to seeing his father, the
elven invoker Thaliranaseran, working day in and day out to master the elements.
Instead of taking up these studies though, he devoted himself to manipulating his
own body to see what had become of him, being the half-breed that he was. He has
always been very aware of his mixed blood and the position it gives him in the world,
but through determination, even he would be able to succeed.