I’ve been in the castle too long, grown too soft. I hear my name whispered in the dawn mist….

I’ve been in the castle too long, grown too soft. I hear my name whispered in the dawn mist. Time to strap on my sword and saddle up. There are truths to be found, paths to be trodden, and dragons to slay.

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