[RamDez]

Book of SpiralHorns III: Rise of the Clan (Prologue)
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In the outer regions of the Homeland, all is quiet. The sounds of battle are mere echoes now, waning to a whisper. For this is the time of the calm, the moments of rest between the wars.

On a bleak hill a lone figure rides cloaked, head bowed as if in mourning. His movement is aimless, neither striving toward a destination nor moving away from any location with any marked deliberation. It is a gait of sorrow and remorse.

The head of this cloaked figure rises slightly, eyes drawn involuntarily to the sight of dwellings standing above the horizon. These dwellings draw the figure forward.

Upon reaching the dwellings a welcome is given. "My name is Dez of the family Urbanos. I am Chieftain of this realm." Other names are given - Texramaes, Troutan the Obsidian, JRamnon.

"You bear the mark of the Legion," Dez Urbanos states "by what name are you known?"

The lone figure speaks. "I have been known by many names, but the one which I must now bear is The Deceiver. For I am the bringer of false hopes. My visions have deserted me, and the Legions no longer heed my words."

"No!" A voice shouted from the crowd.

All eyes turned as a figure emerged from the crowd.

"My name is RamFanius, and I know this one who calls himself the Deceiver." He turned toward the lone figure and stated "My friend, your eyes have been clouded with falsehoods. The trials of the Legions have merely obscured your visions - and those who revel in despair have turned you from your true role. But look upon these dwellings and these fine SpiralHorns, and tell me... what do you see?"

The lone figure peered forward and saw the multitude of SpiralHorns - joined together in this time of the calm. This was not a mere Legion of warriors. It was a family... a Clan. And in this clarity another vision appeared - words seen before, now visible above as if scrawled upon the sky itself.

FAS DIFFITOR FIERRI REDEMPTO

Destiny denied must be redeemed.

The lone figure removes his cloak.

"I am AvengerRam of the Legion of SpiralHorns. Beware the armies of the lands. The age of the Clan of SpiralHorns has begun!"


In the Golden Age of Spiralhorns, an avenger was born. His name... was AvengerRam.

Opening Line of "The Book of SpiralHorns"