Sit and listen to my story, <race>.
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I am ready to hear your tale, Tirion.
I must apologize for not being entirely truthful with you in regards to my identity. I had to be certain that you could be trusted - few people would have selflessly lent assistance to an old and forgotten hermit.
You have proven yourself as one of those people: A person of integrity and honor.
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Thank you, Tirion. What of your identity?
My son, Taelan, was only a child when I was found guilty of treason and banished from the Alliance to live a life in exile. I chose to remain here so that I could watch over him; to somehow insure that he would grow up an honorable man.
As I had hoped, he took my place as lord of Mardenholde; but in a cruel twist of fate, joined the ranks of the Scarlet Crusade. He is now their Highlord, <race>.
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That is terrible.
Indeed. The Scarlet Crusade are an aberration of the Order of the Silver Hand.
You must believe me, <race>; Taelan is a good man. He needs guidance. He needs to remember... remember what it is to be noble and honorable. I know that in his heart, he knows what he does is wrong. Will you help him? Will you help him remember?
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I will, Tirion.[свернуть]
