For generations we have lived in the shadows, yet you have sought me out...

Do not fear me, I mean you no harm..

Once I was a fearsome warrior, that was so long ago...

I defended children that would grow up to be gods...

I was the sharp edged shield that defended your kind in the before times...

long ago I was broken by my enemies, the torch should pass to another...

Listen to the stories I tell you, knowledge is power...

I am old and have no heirs, the torch should pass to another...

Hello? Who are you?

Do not fear me, I mean you no harm...

The torch should pass... knowledge is power...

Years ago the old master told me this. Now I am the broken shield.

His mind left him before he could finish teaching me, but the knowledge he gave me... knowledge is power.

I see that men are fighting each other, a pity. You could be stronger than the gods if you banded together.

I will easily outlive your kind, but still, I feel that I should help you.

I cannot fight your battles or defend your homes. But I can give you knowledge.

Praeterito narrat omnibus.--The past reveals all.

Non est totum frustratum, dummodo pugnat stultus bonum.--All is not lost, so long as one fool fights for good.

11/29/12- hello friends, I have returned. I am currently writing a series for The Elder Scrolls. The story will follow Jack, a seemingly insignificant young monk. Please read and review! Praeterito narrat omnibus.