Role

Chapter 3

My father, my fathers father, and his father before his guarded an ancient
shrine of an ancient diety, lost in the mountains. The land has all but
forgotten my Lord. The Lord Bahamut. The great and eternal dragon.

One day my father and I were training when we heard a low rumble. It dawned
on us that it was an avalanche. We quickly ran from the shrine and fled down
the mountain out of the way of the coming tide of snow. As we returned up the
mountain, the shrine was all but gone. My father was in disbelief, he dug in
the snow all day, until I finally made him stop, but it was too late. He had
pneumonia which claimed his life in the end. With my father dead. My mother
dead at birth, and my Lord's shrine destroyed. I had nothing left in the
mountains and decided to travel down into the civilised world.

The teachers of the Eternal Dragon, were of protection. They talked of
protecting those with goodness in their heart. And spreading the Light into
the depths of Thera. Never letting the darkness overcome the light. Never
letting the Light fall into the darkness.