The night was cold and dark, the clouds high above blocked all light that would've come from the full moon. A thick fog filled the air, making you stumble and trip as you walked through the quiet graveyard with a small bouquet of flowers clenched tightly in your hand. After a few failed attempts, you finally found your brother's grave.

It's been a few months since he died, since he left you all alone in this cruel city. You knew it wasn't his fault, but you were still frustrated with the world for taking your beloved brother away. As you placed the flowers at his grave, you heard a voice behind you.

"Hmm, what's a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?" He asked with a devilish smirk before he walked closer towards you so you could see his face better. The stranger was handsome and pale, which was a bit surprising since he appeared to be a dark elf. "So, what are you doing toots?"