"Old I am now, yet I was there when the Blades marched east.

Merciful prayers that my eyes can no longer see the legacy of our great battles squandered by treacherous youth… Oh, I am not so bitter a relic that aught I should dwell on would be despair – Soon, when I pass, I know I will be honored to join the others at the great hall of our ancestors.

I shall tell you now of those days – of great deeds and greater warriors than  you have yet reckoned with. Yes… though the Saga be a long one, I will tell you aught of it either now while this fire dwindles, or afterwards on howls of the North Wind!"