Role

Chapter 3

After much growth, and the vanishing of his less-obsessed comrades - for he
hasn't seen Yei or the deep gnome in forever - Vyke's life is more of a
cavalcade of hilarious deaths to everyone he meets. Paladins, scions,
outlanders, battleragers. His victories are few and far between, but he
finally manages to get promoted to Elite Blade after hounding both the High
Priestess and the mostly-absent Warmaster for their approval.

He prays occasionally at the Collegio, but mainly in the Palace, for Gaspare's
attention, which is also entirely absent.

But it will all be worth it once he has the rank to find the Sworn Sanguine,
he thinks. He disregards his own self in his pursuit of Being Worthy, all to
become Warmaster, because he still can't find the records. Was it classified?
Are they too old? He needs all the authority he can.

He thinks he might just be too dumb to be able to cut through Imperial
bureaucracy. Surely the Lich-Emperor can help, once he proves himself worthy.
He needs to keep proving himself.

So enthusiastic is he in this that Svahlfang has told him 'If want to build
hut next to Fang, Fang can teach like azure friend teach Fang.'. This echoes
an offer from Yohlygixx to join the Village.

Unfortunately for them, Vyke has no interest in personal power or
actualization. Only in finding the Sworn Sanguine. And it's only in the Empire
that he can do that.

And so it's in the Empire he remains, trying to impress Ceva enough to replace
Vimalg with him, making oaths, and trying to be visible.