Role

Chapter 2

His first days of freedom saw him become a vagabond on the Eastern Road, a
waylayer and an outlaw. He killed guards whom stumbled upon his traps and
looted their wares and weapons to trade for food and supplies. But as the
days turned to weeks and the weeks turned to months. He started neglecting
their belongings, he cared little for the possessions of man. He hunted
merely to hunt and killed to extract the price of living a free soul on
this land.

He became the huntsman, a creature who delighted in pain, living between a
land of the living and the dead. He cared not what happened to him, as far
as he cared his life was already overdue. In this state of self-neglect,
he heard the howling call and searing pain of the Ancients that resonated
deep within his awakened spirit. So he delved further into his calling, he
became battered, burnt and broken. His claws snapped, his tail severed but
his indomitable spirit remained fiercer than ever.

The ghost of the Eastern Road abandoned his hunting ground and stalked off
into the wilderness of Thera in search of death. Death to the defilers and
death for himself.