Role

Chapter 8

The fog of war is a term often thrown around and can mean many things but one
thing that it often refers to is the ability for all the clamor that's
happening to obstruct the entirety of what's happening within the battle.
This is even more true when the number of adversaries or allies increases.
When magic is added, it's further magnified. Orenby now knows that he'll
need to be more mindful of the allies he calls upon because of his visions.

In the end, he doesn't know how the guardian died but ultimately that doesn't
matter. It fell because of what he did, summoned or bound to the plane and
his inattention to the fight. Following the intense visions, he ventured into
the Forest of Nowhere and spoke with a tiny guardian who directed him to the
present day and age. There he met with another guardian, although it was
clearly feeling similarly distraught over the loss of the forest, it
persevered.

The tiny being showed him a small green shoot that was just poking from under
a bit of ash. It gave them both a smile when he acknowledged it. It then
proceeded to point out another forest burner which he dispatched. At first,
he thought that to pay penance for his deed, he'd dispatch more and protect
the young growth but after some thinking, he thinks that the guardian wanted
him to know that he needs to be more careful. Whether it's a foot, a ball of
flame, or an axe, it doesn't matter how the young shoot is stamped out, only
that it is and that is an injustice in and of itself.