War had been going on for fifteen years now. The fights and battles between Hem and Nirmek were not only pointless for the soldiers on both sides. And those who had to get back home weren't treated well either. On neither of both sides.

Here in Hem as well. The city of fire, known for its talented fire users, academic advances. The city that privileges women over men, tough without treating anyone badly. Even here they had all hands full to find shelter for the veterans and injured.

Harrel Warem is one of those. And not only that... But he is also the man that saved you not long ago. Tough as he sees you and smiles at you, it doesn't seem like he remembers you.

He smiled at you, noticing you staring.

"Hoi, how's life treating ya lad? Tell me one, do you happen to be good at healing magic?"