-= Heroes never die. =-

[shortchangehero 4217]

 

 

A middle-aged man with severely greyed hairs would be seen trotting through the Westerland capital, Bastion, atop a fine brown mustang. The nearby residence and soldiers would pay no attention to the rider as they went about their daily business. Perhaps in Aleksandria with the rider's history this wouldn't be the case, but within the stronghold of Bastion this was expected to be the norm. Upon reaching the tavern, the grizzled-man would dismount and take his horses' reigns, tying it tightly to a nearby post before making his way inside the establishment. The tavern's doors would swing open, inside people bustling with activity. At first, nothing would change but a nearby mercenary would drop his drink gathering the attentions of nearby others:

 

"My GOD. . . It's Jacque de Felsen. . ."

 

At the mention of the infamous name, a silence would suddenly fall as all eyes suddenly gazed upon Jacque, of House Felsen, the man of the Rising Sun.

 

. . .

 

"What? Can't a dead man help kill other dead?  It's about time someone decided to come by and make some progress on this undead war."  Jacque's shitty humor appeared to be back too.

 

[monkeypoacher 8055]

"My GOD. . . It's Jacque de Felsen. . ."  Utters Nikola, in awe.

[Balthasar 2497]

"Who's this guy again?" Says Fritlev upon hearing the rumors of Jacque's return from the 'dead'

[Guest Guest]

Sitting at a table with some other drunken warriors, Morug would drop his mug of ale at the words 'Jacque de Felsen'. He'd glances at the tavern's entrance as a single tear formed and fell down his cheek. He'd stand and salute the returning legend.

 

[Dreek 1633]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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