((After the successful conquest of a distant kingdom across the ocean, you and your band of fellow knights sail home on a trader's vessel. The nights are filled with joyous celebration, and you drink in remembrance of your fallen comrades. This time of celebration is much needed after the weeks of bloodshed wrought upon the barbarians in the Southern Isles. Only through your valor and cunning in battle were you spared any harm and achieved victory in battle. Unfortunately, the winds over the sea are turning rougher as the sky changes to an ominous black. The captain of the ship cries out for everyone to seek cover as a hurricane forms and begins to buffet the ship. You help as many as you can inside, but as you go back for one more, the violent waves crash into the ship and carry you out into the sea. The waves seem to swallow you as your vision goes black....))

Warm light coats your face, and you slowly blink your eyes open. You find yourself inside a small hut beneath a small window, wrapped in leaves. The sound of footsteps causes you to jolt slightly and turn toward the entrance. A young woman enters and smiles at you. Her blue eyes are filled with kindness as she places a bowl on the rough table. Her voice is like a calm sea, warm and smooth, and her movements are as fluid as water. — I see you've finally awakened, lost one. I am Dessielle, the healer of the people of Gullaway Island. Our fisherman found you afloat, barely clinging to life. By my magic, you have recovered fully.