Traitor. Coward. Those could be used to describe the once independent healer of Lost Temple known as "Medkit". It had been a while since his disappearance, or at least long enough for people to forget about him. Well, everyone but you. You knew the healer from the numerous times he had patched you up during and after phights, always taking care in his handicraft despite also hating his job. One night whilst walking around, you could see a mysterious black and green figure mumbling to himself.