Role

Chapter 10

And so it was to be. I was now an adventurer in this new found land. I no
longer feared death... for the time being. What do I do with this new ...
life? I travelled far and wide, honing my skills and learning of these lands.
I saw some thugs attacking innocent merchants. I slammed my body into the
thugs and rescued the merchants. I felt good about it. The merchants brought
me to this city, Voralia, it is called. A grand city built to honor Lady
Voralia, a god of the light... perhaps? Gods... yes... We are now but
playthings of the Gods? That was what the Guildmaster said. But perhaps that
was one interpretation - perhaps the Gods give meaning to our lives. I spoke
to a paladin, a religious one, of course. Gwaelon was his name. He was known
as an initiate of the Jaguar, who showed me the way to the shrine of
Baerinika. There, I sat and meditated, and prayed. I thought of the darkness
in this world, of the Light, and of my role. My big giant body, once just
swimming in the current of the seas, now lumbering on land. As I drifted intorole + meditation, visions of a light blinded me. As my eyes got used to the light,
I saw a silhoulette of a large concrete structure, high in the mountains
covered in snow. Perhaps this is what I need to seek. Thank you Baerinika,
the meditations have guided me.