Garulf had long forgotten who he was, but still the memory of his family remained. It was as he was sleeping in the dark forest of Telendi that his grandmother came to him in a dream. "Garulf, Garulf.....remember my words, remember the river, where there's a will there's a way......Use your strength and your will to find your way back. The people need you.....remember my words Garulf....." Then his wife came to him, "Garulf, stop this foolishness, find your way back. Garulf, awake!"
With that, Garulf awoke but he felt as if he had awakened from a long nightmare and not just a night's sleep. Garulf then remembered who he was and he had been and his granmother, Eleyna's words. So began his journey as he found his way back to his former self, his will leading the way like a torch shows the way in a dark tunnel.
As he became more and more of his old self, he looked more and more of his old self. At the first town he came to, he washed and cleaned himself, got some new clothes and a sword. As he traveled, he looked around and saw the people's misery. The people saw him too, a tall proud man, standing straight, not bent like the rest of the peasants. His hair was white and long, his eyes had a deep and wise look to them but all could see the underlying sorrow that was there. Soon the people had recognised who he was and his name spread before him as an army of peasants followed behind him.
The King had also heard of his coming and when the army of peasants arrived, he quailed at the sight of the thousands of angry men led by a tall man of legend. It is said that even as his army of fat, lazy soilders were beaten down by forks and hoes, he threw himself into the river and drowned. His body was never found, presumably swept out to sea.