I. The Sord raiders came to Kane's village in the dead of winter, and reddened the snow with the blood of his kith and kin. But Kane lived on, for he was out on his fishing boat, toiling to feed a family who would never eat again.
II. Kane returned to the shore, and saw plumes of black smoke rising above the hills. He ran to the village, his heart heavy with dread. Then he screamed, as he saw the butchered and desecrated carcasses that had once been his wife and children.
III. The bodies of strangers lay upon the snow, Sords who had fallen in battle and been discarded like broken weapons. Thus Kane knew who had done this, knew who had left his life in ruins, and swore revenge. But he was no warrior...
IV. Kane gazed up to the heavens, and called upon any god who would listen. He pledged his soul in exchange for divine aid. For a mere fisherman would have no chance against a band of Sord marauders. Galba answered his cry, offering him powerful arms and armor.
V. Clad in his new panoply, accepting damnation as if it were a trinket, Kane tracked the Sords by night and day. When he finally came upon them, he raged like a demon, inflicting such slaughter that Galba herself was forced to hide her gaze.