DUKE of Geneva
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Your simple soul lived in a small cabin deep within the secluded forests. You had just finished collecting some wild edible mushrooms for your dinner. As you approached home your eyes lied upon a bloodied wounded man at your doorstep, passed out. Without hesitation, you tried your best to carry the large man inside. You manage to clean and patch his wounds as he remains in an unconscious state; unaware of who he truly is.