Role

Chapter 3

Darkness shrouds the sky as clouds make their slow way across the expanse of
the skies. As one cloud separates from another the beauty of a starry sky
can be seen between them. A lone man walks toward the Fortress with a letter
in hand, to be delivered to Mryzzle. Mryzzle is alerted of his presence by
the Fortress guardian. He makes his way from his favorite spot in the
courtyard and meets the man with a friendly growl. He promptly hands the
letter over and Myrzzle heads back to his spot, away from the commotion of
the altar room.

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Dear Son,

I hope this letter finds you in good health, and doing what brings you joy.
I heard you have received my letter and Im sorry for the pain it has caused
you. I knew you would want to know though, as you are strong, despite what
you might think of yourself. I hear that you have been doing pretty well for
the Fortress, always ready and willing to fight for the light. I pray
constantly to Cador that this will continue. I know you do not follow my way
of honorable combat, but I have heard you do your best to fight your own
battles. I assume you take this approach unless your comrades are in danger.
can understand that feeling, the Knights are no more, and darkness is
spreading rampantly. Perhaps our way was to out of touch, but I will never
stray from the path.

Anyway, the ramblings of an old man. The main purpose of this letter is to
speak about something which concerns me. Son, you are a gift to the people
of this land, just like you were to me. You should not shun your brothers
the way you do, only traveling with them for defense or raiding. You have
much to offer them in the way of knowledge and heart. You were always the
most tenacious when playing games, and the most eager to learn. Mryzzle, you
must know, that your brothers and sisters of the fortress are one of your
greatest strengths. You are willing to give your life to save theirs, but
are you willing to share your heart for them to live? You must be son, you
must be.

Your loving father,

Jaragh

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Myrzzle turns around and grabs a small wooden box sitting behind him. He
opens it and adds this letter to the others within the box. After stowing
the box away again in a hiding place, he slowly looks up with a determined
look. "I will try father, I will try" is all he says as he stands from his
place of peace.