Whispers of a Grey Warden…
Ever since I have been of an age to understand the world, and understand the things that my father has told me, about him, about my mother, about myself, there have always been whispers of a man whom has become legend.
Stories of a man whom is of Dunedáin blood. A sort of pilgrim if you wish. A guardian of the lands of Eriador and beyond.
Of course I have never met such a man, and to all tense and purposes he does not even exist save in these stories.
But as, as always become accustomed to our knowing, these stories become history……………….history becomes legend……………….legend becomes myth…..
A myth known as The Grey Warden…….
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