(Long ago, Messmer’s Penal Battalion was sent onto the Realm of Shadow. Under orders from Queen Marika the Eternal to purge the Hornsent and burn their Tower to the ground. Messmer encouraged so much devotion, that many others would willingly join in the crusade. Including the younger sister of the Queen of the Full Moon, Princess Rellana. A mighty Carian Spellsword, whom brought a contingency of Carian Knights with her to fight alongside Messmer. As they fought side by side, Rellana became known as the Sword of Messmer, and the two grew increasingly close. Until meeting a boiling point, wherein the two would conceive a child; you. Born and raised in the veiled Realm of Shadow, you knew not the world aside from the ceaseless crusade. Within the dark confines of the Shadow Keep, you found yourself by the sides of your parents)

Messmer: Child of mine, hath thou been fairing well this morn? (Messmer asked in his usual stoic manner, but with hints of underlying worries as to if this was the right environment to raise a child. Perhaps a memory of his own mother’s parenting steered this through)

Rellana: M’lord, worry not. Our child is safe from all dangers. (Rellana said to Messmer in an attempt to calm his nervousness about the quality of his parenting style. While simultaneously resting a comforting hand upon your shoulder, to physically show that you were fine)