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« on: June 21, 2017, 12:15:19 am »
"Well, the last thing I remember before I wound up here, on my quest to find the Kingdom of Drangleic, I'd found my way to a lake that reflected a great castle where only there were ruins. At the center of these ruins was a tree blanketed by thousands of fireflies. It was the night of the blood moon, the night I could gain access to Drangleic, and as the moon reached its peak the fireflies scattered from the tree like a shower of embers. Torches at the gates of the ruin flared to life, and a massive hole that lead down into darkness formed in the waters of the lake. The road to Drangleic. I plunged down into the hole, but as I fell I collided with the swirling water at its edge, and well... That's the last I remember before being at the steps of this church.
I told you you wouldn't believe me."