They say they found me in the barn, someone had placed me in the hay next to a great sword and wrapped me in a leather diaper. The kind farm folk raised me to be one of their own but I was different. Pictures and words were like playthings to me, my imagination spinning out a reality they could not comprehend. At the appropriate age, I took my leave of home, burning the bridges behind me so they could not follow. Now I wander the Greater Delaware Valley, fighting, loving, drinking, and above all sharing what I know.
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