Prologue
In times of misfortune, when all seems lost, a hero is always born for bringing hope to the people. Tales tell us this. The tales are wrong, because the heroes not born, but rather are shaped by events. And to make this happen, they first must be nominated and pushed along the right path.
Always remember: a hero is never so for his own choice. Others create him, and he can only resign to the fate which was imposed to him, because it determines the fate of all.
No one can say what the future holds. Not even the magic is able to give an answer.
That above us there is the blue sky or the leafy vault of a forest or the massive stone, the paths of all go into and intertwine on the infinite chessboard of fate...