The 3X173D, like many who found power, tried to rule with a fair hand and steady heart. Yet there were those that conspired. They whispered secrets to the trees, who carried rumours on the wind. The whispers grew to murmurs, that swelled to shouts and screams, fists were raised and swords were drawn. The Lord was chased from the Forest as a shower of arrows rained down. Looking up to face them, he met his fate.
The 3X173D is the last left standing, the final soul.
The ending. The beginning.
Holds: +1 SPECIAL
100/100 "Fv773N: H0770Ws"