Races

Kal`aire - by T.A. Saunders ©1997 v3.5

Racial Articles From the Memoirs of Mourne Dur'lane

“Today, good Trent asked me to explain what Kal'aire were. He has seen my actions and wonders if perhaps I am a creature of no recourse, a thing of truly diabolical evil. I was pleased to inform him that my bloodlines were indeed somewhat diabolical, but what I do and what I am are not of a need or a desire to do evil.

As we stood together on the field of battle, with bodies strewn here and there from the wake of our carnage, I explained to him exactly what Kal'aire are. We are the thing that the villainous should fear, when it is they choose to stain their hands in the crimson of innocent life. We are the fury of ten thousand souls that have been cut short, betrayed and made dead. We are the shadow that fights the dark when all light has left this world.

We are Vengeance. Unbridled and unleashed. Yet as the Elf looked at the brutality of it all and my own unwillingness to yield or give quarter to any of these gutless cretins, he was still not entirely convinced that I was not, in some fashion evil myself. We had paused at a still-twitching body, that I took a moment to dispatch with a discarded spear as I explained.

Evil is a malicious act against a person or people's that have done no wrong and have committed no vile or wicked act. But what is it when such things are turned upon those who would give no less to their fellows? Does it make those responsible for meting such justice evil onto themselves? It does not; that is what Vengeance in its purest definition. Vengeance is balance: action and consequence.

Trent still seemed worrisome as I leaned on the spear. The Elf will think what he likes. My conscious is quite clear on the matter, as is my purpose.”