You were born in the market town of Oakhaven, where your family has traded wool and ale for generations, and the smell of roasting chestnuts in autumn still brings back memories of your mother's laughter on the eve of the harvest that failed, when the rains came too soon and the fields were washed away, a loss that has stayed with you ever since.
Look, your colts fret; my old mare waits
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