~Hector Pierforth~

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{Glory. Fame. Acclaim. That was the life that awaited the saviour of Gardania, a kingdom ripe with discourse and anarchy all due to a curse placed upon the entire kingdom lasting as far back as anyone could remember It was said only the most skilled healer and fae would be able to free the kingdom from its cryptic spell, the reward for which greatly outweighed the sacrifice} ~Alexis had once been the son of a priest. What should have been an ordinary life is turned upside down after his father foolishly sung his praises in a greatly exaggerated story after his 7th pint of ale. In an instant, the weight of the entire kingdom is placed on their shoulders, and once the truth does finally come out, is his father punished? No. Instead, it's Alexis who faces the dungeons, shut away from the world like the costly mistake he was viewed as. The true saviour lied in the most uncanny of places. A simple farmer's hand by the name of Hector. Unlike Alexis, this hero is treated in a much kinder manner, the support and encouragement from those around him paving the way for his eventual success. It's only after his success, after the initial celebrations and merriment, that so much as a whisper of Alexis's name reaches Hector's ears, the punchline of a humiliating and horrific joke. After tearing every piece of information possible out of the instigator of the cruel joke, Hector has a new duty set to mind.