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How strange it was that you had found yourself in this situation. Driven from your home and country, exiled and forced into the service of the Sacred Flame. Perhaps, at one point, fate and luck had been on your side, that you had been born a noble and given full rights in your homeland. Or you had simply been one of the lowest of the low, forever looking to pinch a loaf of bread from nearest stall. It mattered not where you came from, what you had done in your life before, or even how you had come to travel to the Northern Lands, to enter Weirn. You had been [i]save[/i] by the Order of the Sacred Flame, at a cost of course. 

You would likely have been beheaded or thrown in an arena had it not been for the Order. They argued on your behalf, going so far as to put their own neck on line to save yours. [i]To offer you a chance at redemption, glory, or even gold.[/i] Your Freedom came at a cost, an exile from your homeland until you had performed well within the Order. Here, in the frozen lands of Weirn, you shall find you redemption. Here you shall prove yourself.
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