Heart, Sword & Sanctuary
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"I was a traveller. A fighting arm that never stayed in one place for long. I fought for coin, other times to defend myself and, in some instances, because it was the right thing to do. My skills grew over the years.
Fifteen summers of traveling, never staying for more than two in any one spot. I could have stayed in many a Lord's abode and been welcomed till my death. I could have had a family and children, but a sadness always came upon me, no matter the woman who wanted me for husband. For me, such life was not to be. Anytime I spent too much time in one place, the great sadness told me, what I wanted was not where I was, but somewhere else. Out there in the world was what I wanted, but what that was I could never guess."
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