The Great Thief Druid

Many years later, people in the ogre valley could still seem to hear their chief’s roar echoing through the mountains: “My… Dragonbone Shield!” In gnome territory, the master craftsman Merlin, busy as ever, would sometimes find himself reciting passages from that Book of the Master Craftsman. Deep in the dwarven underground fortress, the hill king Grainy, as hard as a lump of iron, would bring up his “Masterwork Hammer” again and again whenever he got drunk. In the human world, at the continent’s most renowned Sage Academy, one must never mention the “Headmaster’s Staff,” passed down through countless generations, in front of the headmaster. And at the Church of Light, legend has it that after nightfall, one can sometimes hear the pope’s furious voice: “Holy Light! Blasphemer, how dare you trespass into God’s domain!” … Whenever these deeds and legends were mentioned, people thought of him: the legendary and great druid, Duke O’Brien.