During the war, I fell in love with a Royal named Jess. She was kind. Gentle. And most importantly a friend. She taught me everything I know. She mentored me in every way of war. And she. And i. Fell in love. For 3 years she led the army of Drynd to battle with the Hostile coalition. In one great day, 3 armies met ours in a forest nearest to the large rivers of our home. We battled for 3 days. Tired. Hungry. Thirsty. We fought. All of them. To the death. It was broken when the General of the coalition challenged Jess to a duel. I was forced to sheath my blade and watch a duel of my love. And a monster. The battle lasted almost an hour. Jess running circles around the hulk of a man. She went for the quick kill and brought her long sword to his neck and cut it. But not before he managed to impale her on his spear. The only reason we won the day is that jess refused to die... She died in my arms on a beautiful (Spring) Ethuil morning. The last thing she told me was "Never let. The light in your eyes. Fall away. ill be waiting. in its shine"