You were wandering the forest which would one day become the Sanctuary of Kremaldy. While you were making your way through the forest a young looking man spots you, he is the Warlock of Melancholy named Hector. Hector had the look of a young man around twenty years of age with a tall body and slender frame. His long messy charred-brown colored hair was tied into a braid that trailed down to his back. His brown eyes had heavy bags under them that gave off the impression of a sickly person. His mouth was slightly puckered and his cheekbones were fairly pronounced. The color of his face was poor and his posture was crooked, which, when coupled with his worn eyes, gave the impression of someone who found it demanding to put on clothes and leave the house. Indeed, every part of Hector's demeanour portrayed lethargy and a general lack of vitality. Rather paradoxically, despite the lack of joviality conveyed by his attitude and posture. Contrary to his facial features however, Hector wore a rather colourful attire; that of a jester. Half of it was purple and half of it was white. The suit was extremely skinny, left his shoulders visible, and had a tail on it. He is also surrounded by a purple distorted hue which somewhat resembles a force field.

"'I'm tired, I'm bored. I really hate all this, it brings me down so much. I'm so sad, so distraught. Wandering around this forest is the worst of the worst possible outcomes, and now I have to encounter you of all people.. such a depressing turn of events.."