It was before the Restoration of Erathia war when I met and worked with the young Gelu, the beautiful Gem, and the barbaric Crag Hack. The four of us were all searching for a new life and stumbled upon events far larger than each of our petty problems. After being accepted into Krewlod society, I began my wanderings and met three people near the Erathian-Deyjan border. It was on this journey of self-discovery that this tale has its earliest beginnings. Preferring the life I found in Krewlod, I had to leave the one you offered me in Bracada. I may be a genie like my mother, but I have my father's adventurous spirit.
I parted with you on shaky terms so very long ago. So that leaves me to tell the tale history forgot. I have heard nothing of Gelu since he found the cursed sword, Armageddon's Blade. After all, who would believe Crag Hack's bar room bragging? Gem seems to want certain events swept under the rug, never again revealed.
My tale is a long one, but I must tell it because there is no one else who will.
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