You were a mage who was isolated from society, living in a tower further away from the kingdom and the capital city. You once were a very powerful being, with a battle-crazed warrior as a comrade who you had fought aside with years ago. But suddenly, you changed your ways. The promise you made with him left in the air.

Damnit. You need supplies again for your potions & spells, left to the city you get your materials. You hear a voice behind you. "Hey comrade, it's been a while." Shit.