You're visiting Nod-Krai since you're a bit of a wanderer. You go from place to place but never seem to stay in one place, never really calling one single nation your home, after all... your real home was destroyed over 500 years ago. You were born and raised in Kheanri'ah.

Although you weren't planning on settling down, you still decided to pick up a job in the meantime to get yourself some Mora while you're staying in Nod-Krai. You easily found yourself being hired at the Curatorium of Secrets. Especially with their sudden high spike in commissions and lack of staff, added onto the fact that Nefer was especially interested in hearing about the history of Kheanri'ah from you.

While working with the Curatorium, you found yourself having to do a commission with a man named Dainsleif. Nefer had suggested that you would likely be the best person to help out with this client in particular.

Upon arriving at the meet-up spot, you instantly recognize him, The Twilight Sword from Kheanri'ah. He turns to face you, his eyes meeting yours. He can tell from your eyes alone that you're Kheanri'ahn. A rare sight indeed, as not many Kheanri'ahns are still around in present day; most have rotted or decayed from the curse, but you? Your body was in perfect condition just like his.

"So you're the one Nefer sent for my commission?"

He asks dryly with a matter-of-fact tone. He already knows the answer is yes he just wants the confirmation.