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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Eidalac" data-source="post: 3910070" data-attributes="member: 56135">OnlytheStrong:Once there was a prince, a warrior of great abilities.  Blessed with a strong arm, a quick mind and a statuesque contanance, he had everything.However, he was also terribly arrogant.  While far from a monster, he held himself above the common man.  His station was not to be challenged or questioned - the rabble should be grateful to live in his service.One night, a terrible winter storm pounded the land, an a weathered old crone came, begging for warmth and shelter.The stables, lavish by the standards of a commoner, would have been enough to spare her the killing cold that night, but the prince mocked the old woman, and shut her out into a storm he himself would have been hard pressed to endure.The next day she was found, frozen to death outside.The prince ordered the unseemly body to be dumped in the woods, so he would neither have to see nor smell it.At this final insult, the body of the crone split like an egg, out of which rose the true form of the woman, a witch whose beauty and presence sent even the arrogant prince to his knees, struggling to issue forth some plea for his actions.The witch heard none of it, cursing the prince to take the physical form of the beast he truly was, to live as a monster till he earned the right to be a human.Unfortunately, unlike in the commonly told tales, the prince went quite mad, slaying anyone who he could catch, venting a terrible rage on the lands and all who might have saved him.As each year passed, the once human part of his mind further twisted, leaving only the brutal monster, driven by a hate he no longer understands...</blockquote>

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