Role

Chapter 5

Lyrien stood overlooking a village of huts. She was a budding historian of
civilization's ruin and fall through the use of magic. An archeologist of
sorts of monoliths and rifts, if only to know their dangers to the world.
Even a student of dark magic, in an attempt to truly grasp the dark and
negative energies man would seek out to thwart life itself.

Knowledge was power, and she sought to know the risks to her and all of
civilization. Yet she had led a clean life, free of magic as she researched
that very force and its threats to this Age, carefully seeing where her
conclusions would draw.

And so she approached Tahren, seeking not only to save the world, a
ridiculously audacious and pretentious goal for any elven maiden, but to
strike a pact.

She would try to focus not on fighting the small fights against the wicked in
front of her, but see the larger chessboard, the dangers to the world around
them. She would fight for a world without magic, free from darkness if
possible for she would double down on the dark arts twice as hard. However,
her focus would be those that threatened the fabric of time and space itself.