With Dragonstone now the named King of Desolation, Daniel Hoppers was granted access to the King’s Grand Library. One dull afternoon he decided to visit it, out of a strange concoction of boredom and curiosity. He ascended the spiralling marble staircase and, slowly and awkwardly, pushed open one of the double doors. Hoppers crept in and looked around the library. It was vast yet modest - grand yet cozy. The library was circular in shape to match the tower it of which it resided. There were thousands of books of varying age, size, and authenticity. One particular book stood out to Hoppers. The golden spine of it glistened and shone, drawing the attention of Hoppers away from the other books which were generally tattered and worn. Hoppers grabbed it and carefully placed it down on one of the tables. On inspection, it became apparent it was not in fact a book, but rather a collection of many short songs. It was titled ‘The Songs of Morudias, 3rd Edition’ Hoppers turned to the first page. ‘The Tales of Hardvard the Bard’ it read. Hoppers went on to read it in his head. ‘There once was a man named Hardvard the Bard, he picked up his fiddle and travelled afar. He had no idea he’d be our saviour, when he arrived in New Ceardia. He had no shelter and conditions were hard, so for Hardvard the Bard this was no easy task; But eventually Hardvard had set up a shack, Though company was something that Hardvard did lack. So Hardvard invited his friend Daniel the Red, to accompany him in his little sted. Hardvard and Daniel constructed an inn, some more houses and buildings as people came in. This small little hamlet had become a village - a target of loot for raiders to pillage. The raiders were harsh and far from scarce, So Daniel, a blacksmith, forged weapons from glass. They trained how to fight and protected their land, But when Hardvard gave battle he did lose his hand. Hardvard the Bard could not play his guitar, So Hardvard the Bard was no longer a Bard. Instead he was a hero - who fought - glorious! We thank him for founding our home - Morudias!’ ‘That was shit’ Hoppers thought to himself before putting the book back and leaving the library.
