The Winterstrider

Aendor Dawnbringer is my name. I once made a mistake in my early youth, I called Sons of Svanir my companions. But... I have been betrayed, or perhaps I was entitled a traitor? I try to find the truth, yet I can't quite recall myself what made me change my path. I know one thing for sure, that I managed to see above the ice dragon's deception and so I walk the path of redemption, for I did deeds that I am not proud of. I am a guardian, and so I will guard what is precious and worth protecting, just for the sheer sake of its value to those who cherish it: family, tenderness, companionship, growth of innocence and purity of land on which crops raise. Thus, whenever I can I visit my "brothers" I eagerly "discuss" with them in the old fashioned way. I do not see all of them as evil, I wish to clear my conscience, so I give them a chance. Beating them into submission, delivering the truth that dragon is nothing but an illusion of power, hidden behind a permanent loss of freedom. Maybe they will understand afterwards, but if not, they will seek more power in the dragon's pressence. This is a message to all who proudly call themselves Sons of Svanir, I will not scathe you as long as you shout and boast, but once you hear my steps drawing ever nearer, pray that you have done no wrong. But know this, if you let yourself into corruption, I have nothing else for you but a promise. What is it, you may ask? Rest easy, I won't leave you hanging for long. * * * I just deliver the likes of you into the embrace of the Mists.