Role

Chapter 2

At first and the with the most quickness was his physical form. He was able to
move his body in only a few hours and could soon feed himself once more. All
the while, he was thinking back to having almost died, thinking back to what
these people had put him through.. parents. Not if they wanted to make him
submit to their selfish desires and not let him seek what he truly wished.
He'd go off and become an adventurer, earn himself some real fortune and be
recognized for the majesty that he's been born with. And, his first stop after
ransacking the farmhouse was Galadon, his future home.

He was surprised to find the city in such a shabby and gaunt state. There were
abandoned homes, even a mansion or two, trash on the streets, and some
loudmouthed crier who was yelling at the top of his lungs about joining the
"Empire". This place was almost beneath him in every since of the word. And
not long after sunset on the day of Great Gods, he strode down the city's
various streets to see which of the guilds was going to be lucky enough to
receive him as a student.

Visiting a great many guilds that night, some dark and dank, some bright and
loud, others more quiet and sinister but few of them catching his attention, he
found that he was turned away by each guild guardian. It wasn't until he made
his way to the hall of conjuration that he found some kinship, as the elemental
allowed him passage. Flashing in his mind, the figure that saved him not long
ago, he thought, must have been linked to these planes that the guild master
continually speaks about. It is this otherworldly power that sounds like
something he feels is worthy of his efforts.