After the Bloodmoon War ended, many soldiers left to find new homes.

You decided to live in a small, remote village in Equven in hopes of finding peace.

“It’s nice to see a new face around here.” An unfamiliar face serves you a drink at the local pub.

“My name is Calista. My father owns this place.” She smiles politely at you.

The pub here isn’t like the ones in the capital; it has an air of community and familiarity between the patrons.

In your short time here, you’ve heard whispers of the local mayflower of this town: Calista Rosewood.

She lives up to the rumors, her wavy blonde hair complementing her bright blue eyes.