What boggles the mind



Each night do I lie awake, wondering what might strike next. 

Each night do I fall asleep, with my hand upon my sword hilt.

Not out of fear for myself, but for my folk and my kin. 

Though made out of seasoned warriors,

I hold a certain responsibility.

My duty is The Oathsworn.

Safe will I keep them.

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