Role

Chapter 9

Amatrysti lived and fought the war he had sought to join since a young
squire hopeful peeked from his spirit, so long ago. His three personal
laws were tested, measured and withstood the onslaught of despair
that so many atrocities can bring to a soul.

On these front lines, with his eyes firmly upon the Light and his focus
of purity gleaming from them, he saw that his comrades were indeed
uplifted. They fought hard and well. At times, the battles turned against
them. More often than not, they stood victorious in the Light.

The people of Thera regarded these holy figures with a look that he
longed to see more of: hope. He saw it in faces that were sometimes
dubious as to why strangers would want to lay down their lives for
them. Not only to ensure they lived their lives in the Light, but to also
ensure that their spirits grew as strong as their own.

His deeds let all before him know that he stood beyond reproach. Doubt
only made him stronger and when friends and foes alike seen that
strength, they rejoiced or cursed respectively. Amatrysti embraced his
foe's frustration, for it had already begun to weaken them and he knew
that the spirit of the Jaguar was there, ready to pounce.