"This may sound strange but I don't know how old I really am, I've been… [i]conscious[/i] for about twenty years now and I don't look like I've aged a day."
[b]Anytime Dal tries to remember a time before his [i]awakening[/i] a searing pain erupts in his head.[/b]
"I just woke up one day in this suit of armor and I've just known how to use its power and wield a sword, without any teaching, if I think about the specifics nothing's there but in the heat of battle, none can best me."
[b]Dal had never recanted his story aloud before, but for some reason felt compelled to tell Royal.[/b]
"I've met one man who was of my kind, the connection I felt was too deep for it to be anything else. He was a drunkard and spit some crazy lunacies about our people killing space dragons. I spent the night at the tavern he was at in hopes he would sober up but in the morning he was gone"
[b]Dal felt uncomfortable putting so much information out there, but at the same time he was relieved.[/b]
"All my life I have spent fighting or interrogating historians and scholars, just to end up with nothing."
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