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== Prologue == | == Prologue == | ||
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{{h|Frederick|0=}}: Fear and excitement are the best remedy for grief. I understood it when land appeared on the horizon. Our long, taxing journey across the ocean was coming to an end, and the new continent of Jadame was looming ahead. The escapees didn’t know yet that the land below was fruitless wasteland, and the village of miners we were heading to was a dirty, noisy hole. Burton is not a place for the weak; any settlement in these lands attracts those who do not build, till or shepherd. The right to a new home was going to carry a hefty price; yet, for the first time since the day we had left, the faces of my unexpected passengers brightened up. | {{h|Frederick|0=}}: Fear and excitement are the best remedy for grief. I understood it when land appeared on the horizon. Our long, taxing journey across the ocean was coming to an end, and the new continent of Jadame was looming ahead. The escapees didn’t know yet that the land below was fruitless wasteland, and the village of miners we were heading to was a dirty, noisy hole. Burton is not a place for the weak; any settlement in these lands attracts those who do not build, till or shepherd. The right to a new home was going to carry a hefty price; yet, for the first time since the day we had left, the faces of my unexpected passengers brightened up. | ||
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== Epilogue == | == Epilogue == | ||
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{{h|Henrietta|0=}}: There came the first joys and sorrows of the new world. The first successes and losses followed, with new foes and… new friends. Life had a bitter taste of blood, but with an exciting hint of victory. Jadame accepted our sacrifices, granting us what we never wanted but accepted in order to survive. Only a few of us have mastered the warrior’s trade thus far, but everyone became a hero. A select handful learned how to lead, yet anyone is ready to rise up upon hearing a call. The new wounds may bleed sometimes, but if you feel it, that means you’re still alive. | {{h|Henrietta|0=}}: There came the first joys and sorrows of the new world. The first successes and losses followed, with new foes and… new friends. Life had a bitter taste of blood, but with an exciting hint of victory. Jadame accepted our sacrifices, granting us what we never wanted but accepted in order to survive. Only a few of us have mastered the warrior’s trade thus far, but everyone became a hero. A select handful learned how to lead, yet anyone is ready to rise up upon hearing a call. The new wounds may bleed sometimes, but if you feel it, that means you’re still alive. | ||
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