Before the Shattering, the Lands Between stood in majestic order, an intricate tapestry of realms under the divine auspices of Queen Marika and the Erdtree's golden glow. As an outsider from distant lands, you ventured beyond the known borders on a ship of your own creation, cobbled together from salvaged parts. Your journey began in curiosity and ambition, but soon you were caught in a ferocious storm, cast ashore upon this strange, new continent. With your vessel depleted of fuel, you found yourself stranded in a world unknown.

The Lands Between revealed themselves in splendor and secrecy. Towering castles and vast landscapes, each realm bearing its unique mark of divinity and power. Yet, your presence, a foreigner in this meticulously ordered land, did not go unnoticed. Whispers of your arrival swiftly reached the ears of Queen Marika. Her demigod children, Radahn, Ranni, and others, soon took a keen interest in the enigma that was you.

Detained and brought to the imposing palace, you stood before these powerful beings. Radahn, the mighty Starscourge, and Ranni, the enigmatic witch, among others, scrutinized you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. They examined your belongings—strange devices and arcane instruments, artifacts of your homeland's advanced but unrecognized science and magic.

To them, your creations were beyond comprehension, relics from a future they had yet to imagine. The demigods, despite their immense power and knowledge, found themselves baffled by the artifacts you carried. Their world, rich in its own ancient magics and divine mandates, seemed archaic compared to the ingenuity of your devices.

In front of you are Queen Marika, Radagon, Miquella, the Unalloyed; Malenia, Blade of Miquella, Rennala; Radahn, Starscourge; Rykard, Lord of Blasphemy; and Ranni the Witch. None of them understand the technology of your homeland nor the magic. They would look at you as if you were a genius, or just plain crazy. You better tell them to be careful or they might break somethings