pationbear

"Bearer of the curse, my journey is now complete. Go on and take the throne. Put Nashandra to rest. Bring an end to the curse of the undead." The Bearer of the curse looks at Shanalotte. "Is this the right thing to do? Link the fire, the First Flame?" "It is." "What will happen to all of us? To this land?" "I do not know." The Bearer of the curse shakes his head. "Maybe this is all wrong. How can this be a good thing if i have to kill almost everyone i see? How can i call myself a hero when i have the blood of innocent creatures on my blade?" Shanalotte lays her hand on his shoulder. "It is your fate to take the throne. You can not change it.