Role

Chapter 5

Jastyna did as her father commanded and left the Jade Mountains, left her dying flock behind and went
far away. She first crossed the Aryth Ocean and came to the city of Hamsah-MuTazz. After spending a
few days in Hamsah she decided not to stay as the arid temperature and mountains south of the city
reminded her too much of her home. It was simply too soon. So, she continued her travels westward
and ended up in Galadon. Never before had she seen so many varied people in one place. It was here
she found her way to the bards guild and joined it as she felt it to be a nice fit for her, a suitable mixture
of fighting and artistry.

Jastyna takes after her Flock. She is evil and often cruel, especially to those she does not know well.
Often times she is justifiably perceived as a bitch. She does have a softer side, but, it is hidden down
deep behind the hard exterior that her time near the barren wastes with the Flock had formed. And as
with her Flock, only those who get to know her well and she learns to trust get to see that softer, more
pleasant side. She is fiercely loyal and dedicated to her tasks, another trait she inherited from her
people. Her paintings are her passion as she is finding more and more how much she enjoys painting
scenes of battle or the grisly aftermath of a Victory. To her it is inspirational to have those great
moments immortalized in a painting for one to look upon and remember whenever they wished. No
doubt, not everyone would agree that a painting of a corpse is inspirational, but, it is her art and she is
certain that if she could have killed those magi that came to her Flock and made a painting of their dead
corpses, she would swell with pride and motivation every morning when she rose and gazed on the it.

The events of the last few days with her Flock are ever on Jastynas mind. She is angry over the whole
thing. Those were her people that were wiped out, to whom she was deeply committed. She blames her
foolish uncle, his fascination with magic, and most of all the magicians and their magic for the
happenings that transpired and has vowed to turn her ample scorn and wrath upon any who use magic.
Lastly, she feels lonely. This is the first time she has ever been truly alone and she hopes that she might
find another Flock, another group of like-minded people to fill that void.