Corax was born a
year ago, on a cross road, in the middle of nowhere.
An Erie mist
had settled in, and I decided to make camp for the night. Alas, there would
be no rest for me that night, for an image entered my mind and flooded
my soul. The image of the Raven. It was calling to me in its haunting
follow, follow, follow.
I was compelled to
pursue the image deeper into the forest until all became black before me.
When I awoke I was standing at the gates of a village. One I had never
lay eyes on, but I knew so very well. I entered into the village, and upon
a parapet on the far side of the village was it, THE RAVEN.
20 years of wandering, I could at finally put all the pain of my past life
behind me and start anew. A family to defend, protect and provide for.
And this I swear:
NO ONE SHALL EVER HURT
OR TAKE FROM IT WHAT
LEST THEY FACE THE WRATH
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