Role

Chapter 1

Thirisg comes from a small family of talented stoneworkers. Raised to be
such as well, his life was filled with study and even more simple watching.
He spent much of his free time in this as well, shirking the company of
Thirisg comes from a small family of talented stoneworkers. Raised to be
such as well, his life was filled with study and even more simple watching.
He spent much of his free time in this as well, shirking the company of
others for a quiet and observational place in his little world.All of his
views of the world are based on this time, watching others. The key parts of
his development revolve around abuse of power, broken laws serving only the
powerful, and how people maneuvered each other.They all tied together for
everyone he saw, that struggle that all people had in his home, making him
sure that the whole world had similarities though it's thinking population.
Growing quickly as his kind do, he expanded his radius and began to see the
elite about him dabble in magical cantrips. Nothing serious, but little
light shows and such to delight and entertain their other elite friends.
Though that quickly fell off, giving way to more dangerous and deadly types
of magic. Thirisg himself became such a victim once visiting a noble home,
carrying a simple delivery for the matron of the house.An heir, perhaps
fifteen, had learned something of a mind control spell, and used it to make
Thirisg do all manner of things. Dance like a marrionette, crawl like a dog,
and more sinister things. Through this all Thirisg was lucid and aware and
barely in control. That thin shread of control snapped in an instant, and
his rage overpowered the spell, racing forward like a stooped falcon he
ripped into the young noble and smashed his head in with a makeshift morning
star he somehow grabbed along his way. This was the end for him in Ayr
Trinil, then end for him as an observer.