Role

Chapter 13

Sitting at a table in Lady Ishuli's great library, Tharliss sat down to
ponder what it truly means to be a Drillmaster of the village. He had seen
the previous one, and they were indeed impressive. Yet they were a bright
burning flame which was gone way to soon.

Tharliss decided that he would not be that type of Drillmaster, as he saw
greater value for the village to have someone who withstood the test of time
and battles. He knew that in order to fight this plague and infection which
was spreading across Thera, you needed a strong village. You needed it full
of souls to be out there on the front lines to be the vanguard against it.
And it was Tharliss mission to keep them healthy and ready for battle. To
keep them geared and prepared. For an army which is sick or wounded shall
never be an army at all. He would be their doctor upon the fields of battle,
risking his life to get to them and heal them.

More so, it was to Tharliss duty to educate them and teach them. To help them
learn from the past and gain knowledge which has always been passed down
through the ages and uphold traditions. Could Tharliss be on the front lines,
frothing at the mouth looking to kill all those whom are infected? Of course
he could, and he does not shy away from this duty when needed. Yet his goal
is to stop the spread of magic across Thera as a whole and not just in one
magi. It is a long battle, and one where knowledge and patients wins in the
end