The afternoon sky above Freeport suddenly erupted, as the once calm skies gave way
to a horrific spectacle.  

There above, the heavens burned with magnificent fury, transforming the peaceful blue skies to a hellish crimson flame! The citizens of Freeport hustled about in a panicked frenzy, dashing for cover from the unknown force was causing the phenomenon.

Screams could be heard that Cazic Thule had emerged from his abysmal home to wreak havoc upon Norrath, while others believed they were witnessing the true hatred of Innoruk. Mothers grabbed their children, men drew forth their swords, and wizards began chanting spells of protection, in preparation of whatever horror was to come.

Then, as suddenly as it had appeared, the fires above vanished.
The faint smell of sulfur remained in the air, and every being in Norrath lay still from shock, wondering what had caused the sudden blaze.

Minutes went by and not a soul spoke nor moved.  Perhaps afraid, perhaps muted by sheer shock, they simply looked about, anticipating another eruption.

"LOOK!" shouted a man, breaking the silence.  

He pointed in the direction of the Temple of Marr, where a thin column of pure white light could be seen stretching from as high as the eye could see!  The light remained for several moments, and then quickly vanished with a crackling boom.

It was then, he arrived.

A brilliant blue figure stood before the Temple of Marr at the very spot where the light had touched the ground.  His face glowed with a glorious aura, and his armor resounded with magical power.  

And there, in his hand, was a sword whose flames dwarfed even that of the Soulfire.

"It is the paladin Musk!" yelled someone in the crowd.

"He has returned from the Plane of Sky!" hailed another.

Indeed, Musk had returned.
Back from his long quest in the heavens, Musk had returned to his home in Freeport.
This, however, was no ordinary homecoming. He returned with the sword whispered in the legends of old. Many believed it did not exist. Many cursed it a hoax.
But alas, Musk had returned to Norrath to prove them all wrong.

Musk had returned with the Fiery Avenger.

"ALL HAIL MUSK! CHAMPION OF THE PLANES!"
"ALL HAIL MUSK! GUARDIAN OF MEN!"
"HAIL MUSK! CHAMPION OF THE FIERY AVENGER!"

The crowd erupted in a frenzy of cheers and fists raised high in the air! Women cheered, holding their children above their head so they could glimpse the glorious paladin. Guards sheathed their swords and hailed Norrath's new champion.

And fellow paladins broke down in tears, filled with emotion and pride,
for at last one of their brothers had returned grace to their name.

Be it known, that on this day, Musk had returned to the mortal men in Norrath,
not as an equal, but as a Legend.

He is the greatest paladin to grace the lands of Norrath.

He is Musk, Champion of the Heavens.