A calling

Regret, it is a powerful force. It can move one to do amazing feats just for a chance of redemption. That is where it began for Harkashe. That is not his first name, it is one he chose when he forsook the Eternal Army and their devious ways, seeking to repent and become a faithful servant of a greater cause. He knew he had a path to choose before him; whether to fight back the evils and toil away at a never ending fight, or to protect what he can, with a vigilance that would be made through sheer determination. It was then that Harkashe, a newly repented paladin of the light, had to choose, whether to serve in a war that could corrupt his heart, or protect those he could from any onslaught, regardless of who brings it. It was in that moment that he felt something, a whispering in his ear. He knew what he had to do. He made a trek up to Liberty, walking past the folk there and seeking entrance to the temple of Stryth. There he prayed and learned what he needed to do. Take up arms for the Law; above all else its indifference would guide him. To defend those who needed it from any would be attackers as long as they were within the confines of the Cities.