Role

Chapter 3

After a few years of training, Akiran set to his task. He had been
in a few skirmishes with those of tainted hearts, but he had never
really slain any of them. He fought a giant of fire one day, and
with passion and fury slew the beast. As the last breaths flowed from
the anti-paladin's lungs, the young assassin though of his parent. He
had feelings of happiness and vengeance, but welling up inside him
was something else. He felt like he was just as bad for murdering
the dark knight as the feind was itself. What made him any different?
He knew he was fighting for a greater good, but taking a life is just
that, taking a life. Akiran used his mind to calm the feelings and
hide them deep beneath for he knew he could not waver on his task.
And so he drew his sword one last time from the beast, wiped the blood
from it and set out to slay another who would harm the innocent.