Role

Chapter 2

The carefull handwriting continues.

A vision came to me during my sleep. A swarm of hornets attacking a knight on a
dark steed. As watched asside, I marvelled the perfect control of the one rule
over the hundreds of insects. One mastermind with unquestioned authority, over
the swarm that struck in unison. The result is more than a sum of its parts. In
the world of men, fools squabble in their ranks, united under a false banner,
under a weak leader. Useless fools. Only strong control over men can ever result
in greatness. Men do not obey out of wit, they must be forced, with an iron
gauntlet's firm grasp.

Another graphic drawing, this time in charcoal grey is drawn under the chapter.
It illustrates a hornet swarm flying in the form of a spiked gauntlet, crushing
a giant garbed in armor of darkened iron, his banner covered in dirt, and lance
broken in two. A dark steed is crumbled into a bloody pulp under the crushed
figure.