 rushed to the temple of Jodan, to help my
Guild battle the Dark Mages, but they cared little for
the magic-users. They were convinced that no simple magic-user
could trouble the followers of the Gods that looked over
them. They laughed at me when I begged them to help me
battle the Mages, and tried to tell me that now was the
time to strike the other Paths, using the Dark Mages
attacks to weaken them, and then, when they were all but
beaten, come in and deliver the final blow, then turn on
the Dark Mages and send the heathens to their deaths.
They were so convinced of their superiority, and how
poewrful their faith was, that none should stand in their
way to conquer the world. But I see now that they were
just small minded mortals, caring only for power, and not
the Faith. |
then journeyed to the Guild of Neutral Gods
in Wayhaven, but their sentiments were exactly the same.
They wanted to fight, to kill the others, to proclaim
their Path the One Path, and cast me out of the Guild. I
was ashamed and scared. I left into the woods that night,
to commune with Jodan, to learn what it was I must do to
convince these people of their foolishness. I brought no
food, and no water, only my backpack and walking stick
from when I left home as a boy. |
