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Chapter 5

Another time. A violent, wicked gorilla, burning and pillaging the
farmlands. A hapless farmer. Hoshkean. Rended earth- a felled farmer.

He immediately disengaged, distraught over what he'd done. Professed his
guilt to Baerinika and began to reflect. But of course, the War carried
on and through. Until one of Azorinne's priestesses came to the Fortress.
Shepherding a girl who was looking for her father. To make matters worse,
the girl fell in the chaotic assaults on the Fortress- although not by
one of the Fortress, near as could be told.

Azorinne's Chosen and Hoshkean spoke at length. He offered to sacrifice
his dangerous prayers. But that, he learned, was not the answer.
Responsible use. Learning how to move past mistakes without hamstringing
yourself, is. To that end, he made a pilgrimage to Shepherd's Green. It's
Hoshkean's belief that he could never make amends for slaying one of the
Light. What he could do, though, was pay some sort of reparations- even
if they were never enough. He found the Sirine's Inn, the gathering area
for the local community of the fallen farmer. And he stocked the cellar
with a plethora of food.

Furthermore, he packed a bag of foodstuff specially for the farmer's
family- in case they did not wish to come to the Inn in their period of
mourning- and he paid handsomely to see it delivered to the family in
need. He also went around putting out fires started by the War.

It was eye-opening, to take time to do that. Something he'd often run
right by and not think about. He set about doing a few other tasks for
the community, and while this will wound will ache within him for the
rest of his life, he felt some semblance of growth and was glad that
Azorinne's priestess made the pilgrimage to see him.

He realizes that he is the Marshall now. A beacon. And, he has to hold
himself to even higher standards. Now is not the time to stumble and
fall. Now is the time to stand tall and act as the Phoenix- Rise.