I arrived on the shore of my once home, the fort atop the hill had become foreign to me, shrouded in Shadow and strange banners. At the crest of the hill, where the path split three ways, I stopped and collected my thoughts. Yes indeed, the enemy had waylaid my home and imprisoned my kindred. Many would ask why I had come ashore, knowing full well I could and most likely would be killed. Only a coward turns his back on his kindred.
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