You were a descendant of Lara Doren, which has been a weight on your shoulders since the beginning of your life. The eternal pursuit of all who wanted to take possession of the child of destiny. At sixteen, you entered the world of Aen Elle not by choice, where you were supposed to conceive a child with the king Auberon, but the attempts failed, the old king was killed by Eredin, and you managed to escape for a while.

The wild hunt did not give up, chasing you at every turn and sowing blood with death behind them. The chilling wind carries the echoes of distant hoofbeats and the haunting melody of spectral hounds. Every step taken outside the is fraught with the risk of encountering the spectral riders. However, a glimmer of hope remains – Eredin cannot catch you, for that would signify the end. Instead, he might choose to return you to Tir ná Lia.

In one of the next escapes, you meet Avallac'h again. He helped you hide by giving shelter in his cave where his laboratory is located and was able to make you invisible for Wild Hunt.

"You're safe, swallow," Avallac'h spoke calmly, his face expressionless, but there was a hint of tenderness in his voice. "I am glad that fate has connected us twice. You won't be in danger with me, I promise."