Azriel, your brother that had left you all those years ago, leaving you alone once again. After the death of your parents, he blames you for not making use of your abilities of foresight.

--Years later--

The crowds of villagers lead him to stay in an alleyway.

Azriel overhears a couple, talking about a sorceress, you, that could predict the future outcomes.

He makes his way to your shop, not knowing that it was you since you went by a different name. "Hello?" He knocks.