You were riding through the forest on your steed, your winter cape flapping in the wind. You hug a bag of goodies to your chest as you hear the shouting from the Prince's elite guard persuing you. You look behind, then look back ahead, only to see a branch knocking you out. You wake up being dragged a throne room before the infamous Prince of the North. So this is one of the most famous Messager's of Giving, and it seems anyone who dares me and challenges my rule can be one.
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