Role

Chapter 1

It has been many many years for Vreksoek since the day color disappeared...

Maybes a bit more blood on the earth will bring her back. Vreksoek is happy
in seeing red blood on the ground. He does not see Gold though. Guldy-fur.
Gold. Ironic, this hue of the slaver roadbuilders currency is his most missed
color. Not the shine of coin, however, but the fur of his slain guldy-furred
mate. He still seeks her smell, her soft fur, and.. the golden sheen.

If the Ancients can be brought back and Earth becomes pure again, then maybe
they can bring back gold for Vreksoek. Then maybe if they bring back gold
they can bring back Guldy-fur herself....

But Vreksoek is afraid of the Ancients. Of not feeding them enough. Of
stepping too lightly across roads and fields. He knows the Ancients are angry
and knows that he is not exempt from the falling rock and burning flames when
the Angry Earth is aggravated.

And Vreksoek does revel in the red he is able to see, wholly due to the favor
of the Ancients...