An armoured figure strides into town, followed by a second.
The first is the image of tyranny, a Zhentilar Sergeant, resplendent in the colours of his order, his strides long and posture erect. A Swordhand on patrol gulps the words "Sergeant Utterminis" and manages a shaky salute.
The second man is weighed down by his armour and more. He is a broken man, following several steps behind the soldier, his longtime nemesis. His eyes have gone dull and his figure hunched, his body taking on the shape of his defeat.
One by one, the townsfolk see the second man and whispers begin. Some at first ask of recognition, wondering where his face was seen before. Soon, however, more is heard from the peoples' lips. "Elemental Warrior." "Slave Trader." "Bandit King." "Rebel Leader"
"John Blackwell."
//right back atcha buddy. like i said in-game, playing fidehliss without john around would be like playing squash in an open field.