Role

Chapter 5

Wrukesht grew, as all children do. Not knowing anything of her past she had
nothing to live up or down to. She was just... herself. She was never meant to be.
She was no happier or sadder, but quickly obvious she was quicker, smarter, more
athletic than the others. Unbeknownst to her she had inherited the best of both
parents. She was a precious vessel, awaiting meaning and training to be poured
into her. She gobbled up everything, from martial skills to logical reasoning
to philosophy and strategy. She was neither more nor less prone to anger than
other kids, and in that respect, thankfully, reflected her mother more than her
father. She was on a path to be a solid fighter, teacher, or other respected
but not particularly famous or outstanding person.

All that changed when, not too long ago, she was visited by an old man, one
she'd never met before. Jaragh - for whom she acted as a second in command -
found her and sat her down, telling her she needed to listen to this man.
Sure enough, it was the man who had brought her to the orphanage. In moments
he retold the gruesome tale. Wrukesht's face grew grayer as each second passed
until she stood and ran, vomiting in the privy. Her whole world, upside down.
She should not be alive. Her mother was dead but kept alive by foul magic. Her
very life's blood came from a dead woman, raped by a fiend, creating...what??
She always knew one parent was dark elf and the other human, her black hands
and body features made that clear, including of course the problem with mithril.
But this???

Many nights were spent alone, or with Jaragh, working to accept the truth. A
year, in fact. And she emerged with a focus. Her past now revealed, her future
would be different. This should not happen ever again. Such magic must be
Erradicated. Each person, each people, the world, must be healed of this poison.
She is now committed. The evil of magic will end. She will help heal Thera, and
along the way, herself. She will not fall into temptation, and she will reveal
the darkness of magic to all. Woe to any who get in her way...