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JustNeod

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    Halfdan Dale
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    Adunian

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  1. (Verse 1) In the deep of Minitz, where banners sway below, Prince Leon led the charge, through the seaweed's gentle flow. Against Veletz and Stassion, and the warlord Krugmar, They fought for ocean's grace, beneath the moonlit star. (Chorus) Hark, the hum of currents, the swirling waves, In the heart of Kanunsberg, where bravery engraves. Singing tales of valor, in the coral cheer, The ballad of Prince Leon, all merfolk hold dear. (Verse 2) Cousin Alfred, stern and strong, scales marked by battles past, In the seaweed's warmth, memories shared and cast. As kelp swayed like banners, forging bonds so tight, In the fellowship of merfolk, preparing for the fight. (Chorus) Hark, the hum of currents, the swirling waves, In the heart of Kanunsberg, where bravery engraves. Singing tales of valor, in the coral cheer, The ballad of Prince Leon, all merfolk hold dear. (Verse 3) To Whitespire swam the Prince, 'neath the royal banner, With King Jean and Godwin's kin, a valiant manner. Tensions rose as Fredericksburg's walls drew near, Strategic minds convened, dispelling any fear. (Chorus) Hark, the hum of currents, the swirling waves, In the heart of Kanunsberg, where bravery engraves. Singing tales of valor, in the coral cheer, The ballad of Prince Leon, all merfolk hold dear. (Verse 4) Walls were breached, in the siege's swirling dance, On the coral, 'midst the chaos, heroes found their chance. Fierce and valiant, they fought for ocean's might, Martyrs born, their sacrifice embraced the night. (Chorus) Hark, the hum of currents, the swirling waves, In the heart of Kanunsberg, where bravery engraves. Singing tales of valor, in the coral cheer, The ballad of Prince Leon, all merfolk hold dear. [12:20] (Verse 5) Victory proclaimed in seaweed's sweet embrace, Praises sung for Leon, through every coral space. In Kanunsberg's depths, kin and allies cheer, A triumph celebrated, banishing all fear. (Chorus) Hark, the hum of currents, the swirling waves, In the heart of Kanunsberg, where bravery engraves. Singing tales of valor, in the coral cheer, The ballad of Prince Leon, all merfolk hold dear. (Outro) So, raise your fins up high, in the ocean's gentle glow, Let the ballad echo, as the tides of victory flow. In the lore of Minitz's seas, the tale shall persevere, The legend of Prince Leon, for all mermen to revere. Folk Song Written by Halfdan Dale
  2. Here you can find the elements of Reinmaren culture
  3. IGN: JustNeod RP NAME: Halfdan DalePERSONA ID: 86664
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    You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) the young man looked around and felt the wind he decided to turn towards the "Old Hag" and sat down on a log. "Well-you see, my... Story", "My past... can be a little surprising". He thinks... "Let me introduce myself (you have to be polite) I'm Halfdan Dale, I'm a “Highlander Adunians” My father is Alduian and my mother is a Highlander"-the old hag cuts him off and tells him that such an ethnic mix is quite original Halfdan responded that he knows and that normally he hides his Aldunian origins and continues." My family was an average family on the border of poverty who ran a forge where the origin of my family name Dale (sword in Adunian) I grew up in the local culture, since my great-grandfather My family (on my mother's side) began to live in the towns while fighting on the battlefield. My mother and her family were quite open-minded towards the Adunians she had no Hate towards them unlike the rest of the population". -Halfdan remembers his cousin and his crime *a tear falls*. "In fact not all of them I have 11 cousins on my mother's side and one of them rubbed shoulders with the extremist spheres of the society and had a deep hatred towards the Adunians which led him to denounce my uncle on the of my father who will be killed by other extremists in an alley, my cousin will be banished from the family and dispossessed. Since then I have been wary of the alleys".The old hag ask if that's the reason for his departure, Halfdan and clarifies to the old lady that he is not here for that and begins to relate what will cause his departure,Halfdan continues. -"Life continued and our mourning (dissepeard with the time) and one day the lord made a large order to our forge the lord will also ask my cousins who are adults to join the army (due to their combative nature of Highlander), A long and harsh War began which brought economic prosperity to my family (beacuse the army need weapons) and to the city until the occupation which caused the loss of our business. We had to return to the family home, a house full of life and love that persisted during this ths occupation that harms us" Halfdan thought back to the reason for his departure..." Well... My mother fell ill and the house was harassed by the occupying forces in relation to Me and my father who have Aldunian blood, To protect my family I therefore decided to thank my family for everything that she did. Me. Everything she gave me and leave town. I am here to I want to make a name for myself to ensure that the Dale Family is a noble name recognized to help my family so that when I return I can free my city and then continue my life.-The old Hag says "war is a fairly common reason for leaving, and is often accompanied by a desire for nobility, but by making the decision to leave to come here you have signed a sort of pact with yourself and you must not forget it (Halfdan's pact is the promise not to forget his objectives and the reason for his coming here).
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