My name is Wolfe O'Dane. I'm from the coastal marshland nation called Bergreaux, located on the southern part of Terlanas.
Terlanas?
Oh, that's the name of the continent it's at.
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Ya don't know what I am talking about, do you?
Um...
Land.
On a planet.
Magic.
Demons. Bad guys. WAR.
Wooooooooo.
I lived there as a poor farmer, but during that turmoil and such, I was fated to become the second Paladin, the knight destined to take up the holy sword Runesing, which was the only weapon capable of completely killing a demon.
>shing sparkle sparkle, sword, yadda yadda<
I was put to task of helping end the Dark, a group of demons bent on destroying Terlanas.
Long story short...I won.
So now I'm a retired Paladin. I still have the title "Sir Blade Wolfe". I like it.
Hi, I like catfish fritters and potato wedges, and I can't cook worth squat.
Your holding the Terlanian equivalent to having a horse's head in someone's bed for them to find when they wake up, if the Godfather movie rings a bell with you. The soot on that glyph stamp is for marking someone temporarily with a spell that has demons harass them, so they don't forget that they're on someone's shit-list. Make sure you didn't accidentally stamp yourself with the soot.
Huh...familiar glyph though...who gave it to you? I know people get stamped, but taking the actually device to stamp with is a new one.
...I was in the Terlanian military...we had mages who loved being girly for some reason....it's an acquired talent on figuring out what is flirting/talking with you during that.