Role

Chapter 2

In the years Glaurthran has been a part of the Village, some things have
changed, some have remained the same. Some of the loneliness in his heart
has departed, and with it some of his outward instability. He speaks more
normally now, and though he is still quiet, some of his mannerisms reflect
the seed of contentment that has been planted next to the fire of his anger.

With this shred of contentment has come a hunger for more. It has led to a
new source of fuel for his anger, that at himself. He has not been as
successful as he has wanted. HE means to seek the Father of Anger, but has
not and is angry with himself for it. He is angry because he cannot always
restrain himself, and because of it often falls for the tricks of his foes.
This happens especially when they think nothing of his honor and overwhelm
him with numbers. He associates this with the Empire, and has come to hate
them above his other foes. He cannot fathom what he sees as the depths of
their greed, cowardice and decite. He also blames himself for Jerroa falling
on his own blade and taking his life.

Thus has his anger grown. But he has hope, ambition and some arrogance. He
wants to see the village teeming with barbarians again.He wants a place in
leading this future, seeing himself, Arrazn and Gered as the heart and future
of the village.He fancies being called Razorfist, as he uses his fists and
knifes and truly believes his foes fear him and know the only way they can
win is through deceit, numbers and the accursed magics.