“….I have been elected the forty-third March Warden of the Freemarch. It will be my duty until my death to see that our people have food in their bellies, shields from the evil that threaten them, and a fulfilled promise of liberty. Our people face a strange new time. We have always been loyal members of the Mathos’s Empire, even though the Freemarch became a part of the Empire with the promise we would maintain the self-ruling of which we are so proud. But the wake of the disaster the Shade has wrecked upon our lands, we find ourselves once again all but completely free. The tattered remains of the Empire are held together by the valiant Zareph, but it is all he can do to keep the forces of the planes at bay. We must once again see to our own future. It is a task I believe we are prepared to face, however, and I am honored to be at the helm of it.”