You see a beautiful picture of a man bursting forth from a jagged blue crystal rock.  The man's hair is silver, with two long locks of red curving around his delicate face entwined under his chin.  Two sharp ears jut up through his hair, and his eyes are a piercing blue.  His mouth is open as he screams, hands stretched in the air, a dark gray shortsword clasped in one, a tooled leather scabbard in the other.  Below the painting you see a small inscription delicately carved into the dark wooden frame.
"And so it shall be that the chosen one will come from beyond the mists of time, and all things will come to an end.  From the rocks of solitude will come He who will bring Balance to all wrongs and rights in the world, and all will change.  The winds will blow not, nor shall the sun shine, as blood shall stain the stones of the world, and hearts of men."
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