I was emotionless
Others looked upon me as one without feeling
I certainly looked the part
Yet there was part of me that wasn't like that
Deep down I was a thinker
But things one hides inside themself is not often reflected on the outside
I was a mercenary
These feelings are seen as a weakness
In our field of expertice
There is no right or wrong,
Ones morals had nothing to do with it
The life I led was a lonly one
Perhaps all I needed were companions
But people like I don't work well with others
My outer shell is a terrible person with no cares but himself
When I attempted to make my opinion audible
I would stutter
Not quite knowing what to say
People like me weren't ment to befriend others,
We are born into this world as if we were the last of our race
Everyday is a struggle,
Our minds fight over the same idea,
Do I care or no?
I could never really tell what my own opinion was
I would think something one moment and another the next
My employers eased my unsure thoughts with a gold coin or two,
With this I continued on without question,
Something that I shouldn't have done
After all
What is all the money in the world to me if I can't enjoy it,
The guilt of my wrong doing would follow me no matter where I hid
Naturally
Being someone thats done wrong his whole life
I almost didn't belive it when I did something right
To be truthful I still don't
But now I have broken the curse
I have made allies
I am part of an ever growing family
None of us are perfect
The Gods be thanked for that
I do belive that these friends of mine will lead me in the right direction.
We will get lost along the way
But we'll find a way around it
With them I will be able to use my sword the way I should have in the beginning
I have found my way out of that terrible hole
I will take my vengence now
But in a way that I was ment to take it
Not by killing those that I do not know
I will no longer shed the blood of those that are uninvolved
But by finding the one who started it all
The one who killed my tribe, the Forest Clan
I am Scias
I am one of the six that set right the wrongs of an entire world
At the very least
That proves that I am strong enough to correct my own
Others looked upon me as one without feeling
I certainly looked the part
Yet there was part of me that wasn't like that
Deep down I was a thinker
But things one hides inside themself is not often reflected on the outside
I was a mercenary
These feelings are seen as a weakness
In our field of expertice
There is no right or wrong,
Ones morals had nothing to do with it
The life I led was a lonly one
Perhaps all I needed were companions
But people like I don't work well with others
My outer shell is a terrible person with no cares but himself
When I attempted to make my opinion audible
I would stutter
Not quite knowing what to say
People like me weren't ment to befriend others,
We are born into this world as if we were the last of our race
Everyday is a struggle,
Our minds fight over the same idea,
Do I care or no?
I could never really tell what my own opinion was
I would think something one moment and another the next
My employers eased my unsure thoughts with a gold coin or two,
With this I continued on without question,
Something that I shouldn't have done
After all
What is all the money in the world to me if I can't enjoy it,
The guilt of my wrong doing would follow me no matter where I hid
Naturally
Being someone thats done wrong his whole life
I almost didn't belive it when I did something right
To be truthful I still don't
But now I have broken the curse
I have made allies
I am part of an ever growing family
None of us are perfect
The Gods be thanked for that
I do belive that these friends of mine will lead me in the right direction.
We will get lost along the way
But we'll find a way around it
With them I will be able to use my sword the way I should have in the beginning
I have found my way out of that terrible hole
I will take my vengence now
But in a way that I was ment to take it
Not by killing those that I do not know
I will no longer shed the blood of those that are uninvolved
But by finding the one who started it all
The one who killed my tribe, the Forest Clan
I am Scias
I am one of the six that set right the wrongs of an entire world
At the very least
That proves that I am strong enough to correct my own
