There once was a man who didn't like the small, old
fashioned village in a far away corner of the kingdom
where he grew up.
As soon as he was old enough, he went away, changed his
name, the way he spoke and went to work in a great city.
He got married and had children and never did he admit
to where he had come from, declaring instead that he had
been a foundling on the city's streets.
Then one day, a great disaster struck - the Earth shook,
and the man became trapped with many others in the
cellar of a building that had collapsed on top of them.
Everyone was terrified and no-one knew what to say or
do, and it was then that to the man, there came a memory
of an old song of his people, one that calls to the
ancient Gods for help.