The Memoirs of Tyr Magnus: Prologue
I have been Champion for years, now. There are none in this land with the skill or cunning to unseat me, and despite the war raging in these lands, mine is a history that holds great portent. I have taken the rubble of a ruined Fae House, sculpted it into a mortal-made wonder of Detyre. And with that I've climbed out of the hole of poverty that my father so gleefully dug for me.