The Last Accounts of Lord Ronguor of the True Sunbeards

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The Last Accounts of Lord Ronguor of the True Sunbeards

I should have written this far long ago, but only now am I presented with the time and apparent ease as to record the major or significant happenings of my life, as well as having been confronted with violent days which may very well end me entirely.

I have done horrible things to some in my life time, but I have experienced many tenfold as horrible myself. I pray to the God I've never known that those who may one day end up reading this will not think any less of me for the deeds I have done. This is my tale and possibly my finale as a historian, adventurer, and leader, but most importantly, as a one of the last true Sunbeards.

I was born to the name Lord Ronguor Solstrum of the Hall of Aeternam, in the kingdom of the Sunbeards. Kin to the King Damarg, as his brother was my father, I grew up in the wealth and glory. Though we had been a peaceful nation for thousands of years by the time of my birth, I was still obligated to join the royal army upon reaching the age of fifty. Upon my serving of fifty years in the forces, I was exactly one century old. Looking back on the daily drills, guard duty, and rigorous fighting, I realize how futile training an army in a peaceful land was.

Now, in this very year, the King had a son.

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((*to be posted upon near-full completion*