the flag that i once planted as a king i abandoned and now i reclaim this banner by god my sword and my name in a truce sealed by blood within this metal skin and all that i own blood bone and courage in my veins and the heart that pumps it drink from the chalice and be reborn and the land with me it will change and transform a fighting man sworn to the quest it is the doom of man that they forgot i have awoken the dragon and all around me the mist of his breath good and evil there never is one without the other his brother always there where i least expect it it will burn me to cinders the future s taken root in the present sun don t look into my heart least of all your own no man who is false can win in combat against the truth when he lies he murders some part of the world we must find what was lost heart and home wife and child were not for me i was not yet done i never knew how empty my soul was until it was refilled  mad distemper strikes both beggars and kings the necromancer s hard teachings of war and quest i am given the right to bear arms and the power to meet justice i have lived through others for far too long and carried my guild my causes my sins i hope in the hereafter when i owe no more to the future that i can be just a man1