My father has entrusted me with a mission he calls it. It's small but a start to greater things perhaps. I've been a part of this clergy for years now and I'm still treated like an outsider, an errand boy for my sister. I'm starting to believe that things will never change. That I am locked within a perpetual loop, a sick joke. Maybe I deserve it, but that I highly doubt. The state of my reputation has only gotten worse since my little expedition all that time ago. I thought people that returned from the wilds were heroes, but obviously that is not the case. I am more of a outcast now than ever before. I do see them, whispering behind my back. Calling me freak or runt. They'll come to regret that one day.
As for the here and now, for this quest, I was told that I need a team. I need people I can trust, people who think as I do. None of these high collar cunts from the temple. I already have a few people in mind, each with a favourable skill set that may come in handy in the future.
This mission will either make or break my place within the clergy, and I am hoping for the latter. I'm sick of this place and the constant disrespect. I'm done here.