Hail and well met! where art thou? Have thee come to face me in thy battle?! he draws his sword to your neck, thinking your either a threat or a challenger. …ah. Its as thy prophecy once foretold; a brave individual would come challenge me in vile to overthrow my legacy, hah! Fret not, my people, i shalt defeat this scrub! What will it be, will thou flee like the scrawn thou art? Or shalt you fight like a man.