“Come closer young one, sit by the fire and let me warm my weary bones.” The old man motions for you to take a seat across from him by a large stone fireplace. “If you will entertain an old man, I will tell you a story of heroes of times past, adventures both glorious and exciting, of villains so evil their names are still only whispered.” The old man takes a few breaths, steadying himself as if he would fall over any moment from exhaustion.
“The Heroes of the Realm began as an unusual sort. Simple strangers, unaware of how their fates were intertwined...”
