I remember my days as the lowly barefoot fire mage who would spend his days in Durotar. I began as a poor will-o’-wisp of a man, but slowly rose the ranks to become the undisputed King of Ravenholdt.
But alas, my lands are barren. The sands of Duelotar, once plentiful with combatants, are no longer befitting of me. I leave you now in search of more glorious combat. It is with a heavy heart I renounce my position as the King of Ravenholdt. Farewell.