Role

Chapter 3

It wasn't long after moving to Galadon that I started hearing stories of
one called Varnon, the commander of Battle. Apparently this "Battle" is a
whole village of folks who've recognized the dangers of magic and
dedicated their lives to wiping it clear off Thera. I had the honor of
speaking briefly with Varnon and he instructed me to go meet with a man
named Tahren in the Ruins of Ostalagiah, so I did.

This guy Tahren is quite the character! He's a grumpy old smithy who
stands outside the gates of the Battle village. You see, he has this
special gift to be able to see the invisible glow items get when they've
been doomed with the taint of magic. He'll inspect any damn thing you
give him, and if its magical he'll just bust it apart in a glorious
blaze, in his furnace and over his anvil! What a great man! I can't wait
to become part of this village, and be able to call him "friend."

During my stay in Galadon, I feel like my eyes have been pried open to
the horrors of the widespread use of magic. Just the other day I came
across a woman who needed some help. After helping her she rewarded me
with a sack full of trinkets, including a giant pile of a moss which she
insisted was delicious, but after giving it a whiff something seemed
inherently off about it. After consulting with Tahren, I found the whole
mess of moss to be tainted with magic! Disgusting! Right on the spot
Tahren melted the whole pile of it in his forge.

Its just crazy to think that this poor woman was handling and
distributing this stuff, unbeknownst to her. How devious that they would
even go so far as to taint peoples' food! I will tell her immediately so
she may dispose of the stuff.

People must know of the dangers! Be warey of any food you didn't harvest
yourself! Don't find yourself a mind controlled victim!