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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4648484" data-attributes="member: 3285">Unpaid Debts: PrologueJohan Bauer was a simple Moratavian farmer.  His old well had dried up after an earthquake, so he took to digging a new one. He dug a hole deeper and deeper, and as he dug the morning became afternoon, shining overhead.  Eventually, the sun moved past its zenith, leaving him with little light to continue.Exhausted and covered in dirt, Johan leaned against the wall.  He was a good ten feet below the surface.  It would take awhile to reach the water table, but he knew it would happen eventually.  A small trail of pebbles skittered down one side of the well.  Johan looked up.  He had a terrible thought: if another earthquake hit, he would be buried alive.Johan started to climb his way up the side of the well when he slipped.  One hand clawed desperately for purchase at the top of the half-dug well when he lost his grip.The farmer flailed helplessly as he fell, certain the well would be his tomb.  The soft earth hesitated for only a moment after his impact before it gave way completely.  He plunged into darkness and landed somewhere hard.Johan dusted himself off.  He was still alive, if badly bruised.  He waited for his eyes to adjust to what little light shone from above.  Something was sitting, watching him from the darkness.“Hello?” Johan crept cautiously forward. He could barely make out a legionnaire’s armor and headdress.  It was a style he’d never seen before. The farmer recoiled when he realized what he was looking at.It was a corpse.  The corpse grasped a golden sword that showed no hint of decay, despite the decomposed state of its owner.  It could have been there for millennia.On impulse, Johan took up the sword.  He could probably sell it for a pretty penny to make up for the cost of the well he could no longer dig.A glorious light filled the cavern.  A heavenly chorus sang all around Johan.  The sound was accompanied by the appearance of a handsome warrior in golden armor, a style that matched the corpse at his feet.Johan fell back in terror. “I am Gilgaaran val’Assante,” said the apparition. “For eternity I have awaited one to fulfill my duty and deliver this, the seventh blade of Dar val’Assante to the master of the val’Tensen.  You shall perform this deed so that I may forever rest in the next life at the hand of my lord, Illiir.  Rise and accept your duty.”Johan rose.  “I will do as you ask.”</blockquote>

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