Fable: Hero Showcase #1
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I helped some traders today. It was a pleasant journey for the most part, except for when we reached our destination. Something happened and I do not know if it was greed or sheer pleasure. All I know is that I'm standing over their bloody bodies. And I am smiling. I feel invigorated.
I touch my forehead and feel small horns appearing. Is this a curse for my evil ways or is this my true form revealing itself? I walk into towns and people are scared of me and watch me carefully from their windows. And if anyone even says something I don't like or looks at me in the wrong way in the street or tavern, I divorce their head from their neck.
