Role

Chapter 6

Nikaulta and Farhoak the innkeeper were overjoyed to finally have a baby. To
them the half-breed was like their dwarven daughter they could never have.
They treated the child no different than any other dwarf child.They gave
her more bottles of ale than milk, and fed her Nankorf.

As soon as Mela could walk, she began taking over her fathers job of
bringing her uncle Nakut the blacksmith lunch everyday.She carried the
basket full with five bowls of Nankorf all the way to the palace from her
fathers Inn. She would eat and talk with him. When lunch was over, Mela
would do a bit of weapons training with the Captain. She often would get
caught drinking from the Kings private selection of Ale. The King would
tease her and tell her next time he will throw her in the dungeon with the
Deurgars.

Mela liked the dungeon.She would often look at the prisoners in their cells
and ask them what they had done. The drow wouldnt speak to her much, but
most others would tell their tales. She would often bring the magi dwarf
gems, and from them he created roses for her. She kept them in her hair.
Mela never did understand why the dwarfs disliked magic. For the magic
created beautiful things, like the roses.

She learned at an early age the meaning of justice, for all of them had been
put in the cells due to harming innocents. Her mother taught her the ways of
the old Gods. Mela was particularly found of the tales of Bria. She
believed in the ways of Justice and Mercy. She did not think it was merciful
to put those in the mithril cells until they died, she would rather they be
killed quickly for their actions.

Years went by, and Mela realized she was different than everyone else. She
knew her family loved her dearly, but she felt uncomfortable in her own stone
home. She needed to find someone more like herself.