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==>BEGIN YOUR TALE

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Once, many sweeps before trolls such as the Signless or the Summoner began their revolutions and lowblooded trolls stayed quiet, a Nobleman lived in a vast estate overlooking the little village where I lived with my moirail. The Nobleman was well known in the little village, and he was regarded with a fair amount of disdain, although nobody would tell him this. He had wealth, a brilliant mind, a comfortable and sizable home, honors and medals from the empress, and servants to take care of him. All of that, and he always seemed miserable. He always had something to complain about. The trolls in my village were simpler folk, it was true, but we saw his way of life and laughed, thinking that if we had only a quarter of his blessings, we would never be unhappy.