Role

Chapter 2

Very early in the morning, while Gzurweeg was still watching his sweet dreams,
a loud knocking to the Palace gates pierced through the silence. Irritated with
rude awakening Gzurweeg grunted to himself "what the ...?!" and approached the
window to see who the hell has no woman and thus can't sleep at nights. Before
the gates a young storm giant stood proudly holding a huge shining blade in his
right hand and waving his penis with his left hand. "Come face me, Gzurweeg!
I'm alone! Get out and fight, coward!", the giant yelled. Fighting a yawn,
Gzurweeg, as usually, walked to a side window and looked over nearby bushes.
As he expected, a small gang was sitting camouflaged there waiting for a signal.
Gzurweeg grumbled "Yet another child just invented a new-old primitive trap and
came to test his outstanding *achievement*". Gzurweeg shrugged and put on his
armor. No, not to fight, but to take a side route from the Palace.
Being the Dread Lord he would feel guilty to abandon his sect members, but
luckily for him, there was nobody to abandon. Gzurweeg made another round
observing empty cells and beds in the Black Sect part of the Palace, produced
a sigh and walked towards the secret exit. A storm giant outside could not calm
himself yelling "Come out, coward! Meet your fate!". A sudden grin flashed across
Gzurweeg's face. He didn't think he is a coward. In fact, he thought about
himself as a very brave man. But he was taught a long ago to hide his bravery as
if you demonstrate it you will be predictable. After all, 9 of 10 men wouldn't
be even in his position as they would give up long before while facing numerous
defeats from overwhelming enemy forces. That is typical base ingratitude you
get when you try to make people civilized. His enemies may think what they want
but they are unable to shaken his faith or damage his pride. Many would say
that pride is a sin and perhaps in other's shoes Gzurweeg would agree with that,
but he thought that he is awesome and couldn't help it.
After yet another successful escape, which was an achievement itself, being in
a good mood even though he had to wake up that early, Gzurweeg took his way to
the far lands thinking that winning the war is what that matters, not winning
every single battle. One day he will become a force to reckon with and,
as a secret adept of the Lord Daevryn's religion, he shall not fail at that.