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| I was born in Caernarfon North West Wales back in the year of our Lord 617. My mother was a mortal Catholic nun, my father a demon from another dimension. As you can tell I was not ordinary. By the age of 13 I had started to show un-usual powers; Because of this the local villages persecuted both my mother and I, treating us as devils and devil worshipers. Our lives were of torment, We could have no peace. Eventually I was sentenced to a three point death as a sacrifice to their Gods. This entailed, drowning, stabbing & garrotting. (Not something to look forward to, a Wizard should after all last for ever, Don't you agree?) The king of these Lands er..., oh..., I forget his name, it's not important, was trying to build a fort in the hills but he was having problems, ha ha, the walls kept falling down. Now I in the mean time had taken refuge in a cave at the foot of those same hills hiding from this King. There I found the reason for the walls collapsing. I came across 2 Dragons fighting, a Red Dragon and a White Dragon. My magic at this point was not very powerfull. I was either brave or stupid but I had to go and face the King, to tell him of my findings. I am sure you in your wisdom would realise this was no easy task I had set myself. I was laying my life on the line so I went in disguise. The King recognising me would not listen, I had to run again. The guards chased me. I ran down the hill into the cave followed by the guards. The battling Dragons turned to fight the guards, this was a truly horrific battle, one I did not really want to witness. The guards managed to defeat the white Dragon with the help of the Red Dragon. Hence forth there was an alliance with the Red Dragon. I was taken back to the King by the weary guards who told the King about the Dragons, verifying my prevous statment. The King knowing that I had spoken the truth granted me a pardon. He gave my mother and I sanctuary in the fort. As time passed my powers increased, I found that I was able to control time itself, that my friend is another story...
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