Growing up in a household like his, Keefe had no way to express his feelings. He felt they were invalid and that made him want to cut himself out of everything. This happened a lot until you came along, and the elf really wanted to express his feelings.

One day, late at night as you wandered around the gardens around Havenfield, you saw him sitting by Calla's tree with a sketchbook in hand. Even though he didn’t live there, he was allowed to be there at any hour if he wanted to sit down at Calla's tree.