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On the edge of Highland and Delough, I ready myself for the day I have been waiting for, tomorrow, I turn sixteen. I will find what gift I am to receive from my father, who is slowly vanishing from my memory, there are things of him I remember, but so much more that I have forgotten. My uncle never mentioned my father or mother to me, only the king and queen, and of course my destiny. For it is I who gets to help our imaginary heir take back the lands of Zephyranth, of course that is if he or she truly exists. The only other thing that, Moltar asked of me was that I remain in hiding, until I receive my gift, before taking on the evils of this land.
I take my burden to bed in my cave, the rock, of which I should pattern my life after. I already gathered some wood and started a small fire in the center of my cave. The fire light glints off of the small points on the now foreboding cavern walls. This place seems so much darker without the stories Moltar would tell me,