"Once upon a time Sigmar came upon a maiden of supreme beauty and innocence
being despoiled by a foul band of the followers of chaos. Slaying the minions of
darkness, he reached forth his hand to aid her, but she recoiled from him. "No
milord, i am not fit to touch you, let alone to look upon you! I am tainted by
their foulness and shall never know the light again". So moved was Simar for her
that he smiled gently and waited until finally she allowed him to carry her home
to his realm. There, she slowly healed in body, and even more slowly in soul.
But eventually she smiled again, and found happiness tending Sigmar's gardens,
and helping to heal the injured warriors who fought endlessly in Sigmars name.
She seemed to gather in Simars light, growing more beautiful, and many a warrior
secretly loved her with all his heart, and would do anything she asked. But
there was one, who noticed that at times it seemed almost that in the light of
Sigmar, the lady cast two shadows. But he keeps his thoughts to himself...for
now."