Dieter grew up on a farm which meant up before the sun, in bed at dark. He enjoyed farming and the life he led but always wondered if there was not something more out there. An attractive enough man, he held off taking a wife early and now was in his late twenties.

At night, when things were quiet, he would go to his room, remove the loose floorboard and bring out his grandfather's final gift: a well-made longsword. He would admire the workmanship and the runes carved into the blade and wonder where his grandfather got it and what he intended passing it along to Dieter.