Role

Chapter 1

The pain were intense, like nothing she had felt before. And yet, she had
thought herself to be prepared for this. She knew the day would come, and
that it would come soon, and yet this pain, as if her heart were going to
explode.

Humbert is dead... Before they even got to be married. Arrna will always call
Humbert her husband, as they agreed on the day he asked her to marry him. Her
mourning might have seemed brief to many, but to Arrna, the war always comes
first, and she knows that Humbert would have wanted it to be that way. Though
her loss has made her harder, and from now on shell get harsher and harsher
on the fortress, starting to compare everything to how Humbert would have
done it. She will slowly walk closer and closer to the fine line between
light and dark, but she will NOT cross it. (At least I hope that I wont.)

She wont be able to fall in love again, but her lusts have awoken after
spending the nights with Humbert at the lake, perhaps, in time, shell take a
lover, if someone will have her.

She recently met with a kinsman named Bregarth Fjordlin, a sapper-trained
warrior sent by Lord Thror to train her in the ways of the sappers.

Her first task was to endure the heats beneath mount Kiadana, perhaps it was
foolish, but she felt as if she shouldnt be removing her heavy armors and
show any weakness. She would endure anything that they would throw at her,
anything to strengthen her self and make her lady proud.

The second task was to face her past, learn the history of her people, a
history her parents had neglected to tell her, even though it burns in her
blood. A history of enslavement and darkness. And she had to battle that
darkness, a beast named Grishnaug. It proved to be a hard task, but Arrna
wouldnt back down, and the beast finally fell and Arrna utered a brief
prayer for his soul.

The third task were the hardest, enduring the insane heat of lord Thrors
flames as they burned the very core of her, setting her blood on fire.

Thats when she felt it, how she could use the fires within her, to burn away
taint that might polute her blood. Now she knew the way of the sapper, to
endure against all odds to press onward in her war.

Arrna will now be much less inclined to insult dwarves, and lord Thror in
particular.