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Heroic Deeds: Viadar in the North
Canadianwarrior
Aye gather round while I tell you a tale of my travels in the North. I had spent most of my youth wandering the Wilds and so I am more at home there than anywhere else. I had since started to explore further and further into the snowy wastes. It was on one of these journeys that I came across a great structure that housed a great burning heart in the ground. Exploring this land further I came across two cloacked figures. They stunk of death. One noticed my movements and began to close ground. Out numbered I took cover in a nearby building as the skies lit up with magic. One of my pursuers followed me into the building that a sought cover in. Leaping from behind the door I slit his throat and he collapsed, lifeless. The other was not as dumb as his companion. Suddenly the undead began to rise from the ground. Zombies began to lash ou, my armour began to wear on the constant assult. Bleeding out I started to loose consciousness...