Gate of Memoirs/Strength and Freedom

Baelfyr arrives at a scene of carnage past.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Tree of Gaia"	Music: "Tree of Gaia"
 	
*Baelfyr: Hmm. Nothing but death as far as the eye can see.
*Baelfyr: We should return to the kingdoms; there is much to do.
*Baelfyr: I don't expect the Fae sage to be pleased with the state of her forest, but not to worry.
 	
*Baelfyr: She'll come to understand what I had to do.
 	
*Baelfyr: ...You've gone quiet again. Something the matter?
*Baelfyr: ......
 	
*Baelfyr: Shall I tell you a story of this land?
*Baelfyr: I can see you're in doubt. It might help set your mind at ease if you understand I'm coming from.
*Baelfyr: You've been good to me. I think you deserve to know, at least.
 	
*Baelfyr: Thank you, .
 	
*Baelfyr: A long time ago, mankind settled in the Central region of this great land. Our ancestors called it Aimyhr.
*Baelfyr: That which you know as the Kingdoms of Man were once clusters of small townships and villages...
*Baelfyr: Much like the Central Province still is today.
 	
*Baelfyr: I was born in one of those small, squalid villages.
*Baelfyr: Life was harsh. The local government cared only for whatever coin and produce they could squeeze out of us.
 	
*Baelfyr: ...Until I decided I had enough.
 	
*Baelfyr: Oh, the look on the governor's face. He didn't see me coming in through the window.
*Baelfyr: I still remember the look on his face. His blood on my hands.
 	
*Baelfyr: Oh, I know. You think me a murderer, don't you?
*Baelfyr: That is understandable. But know this, : I did not do it for myself alone.
*Baelfyr: I liberated everyone from his tyrannical ways.
 	
*Baelfyr: How they adored me for it! The way they rallied behind me!
 	
*Baelfyr: He was rotten to the core, and everyone was glad to see him go.
*Baelfyr: The years went by. From my humble origins as a simple village boy, I clawed my way upward.
*Baelfyr: I struck the haughty off their horses, and the mighty off their pedestals.
*Baelfyr: But as I climbed higher, so did the stakes.
*Baelfyr: Governors and officials were easily replaceable. Royalty and nobility...not so much.
 	
*Baelfyr nods his head toward the far horizon. A haphazard ruin stands at the far edge, remnants of a great castle.
 	
*Baelfyr: It was before my time, but I knew there were few survivors of that terrible battle.
*Baelfyr: The Central region was crowded with more than just people.
*Baelfyr: Ideologies. Beliefs. Lust for power.
 	
*Baelfyr: Political battlefields were, and still are, just as bloody as the ones scattered around here.
*Baelfyr: A noble house moved away from all this infighting, content to let their kin war among themselves...
*Baelfyr: Come. Let me show you.