“I start to wonder how much of this we have brought upon ourselves. These people call us chosen, what the hell does that even mean? Trouble follows in our wake, death walks among us, and buildings explode all around us. (Much of that is Brice granted) I some how doubt this is what the people imagined us to be. My one question is when will they turn of us? Everyone else seems to have, that or died.
We now face war…. and dragons. And yes, I do intend to face them. I didnt ask for this life, but if Im going to live it and die by it, Im going down fighting. No.. Im no hero, I just dont know what else to do."