This is the story of Agnar, my brother, whom I've lost today.
It was last night...
I'm leaving, Bardur.
Agnar? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?
What are you saying?
I have to go, Bardur. I killed Arsol!
I just can hope, that Agnar will remain strong.
Because I had a very bad vision concerning his future.
In the case this should happen one day, my treasure shall help those who want to show him the right way.
And there are some things that you just can't solve with magic. There are more important things than power or riches. Family. Peace. Friendship. Love. Hope. But not everybody can see this. Still, I hope my prophecy will prove wrong.