This is a story of Hirian's bravery that isn't without tragedy and misery. It all began on a sunny morning in a quaint little Village named Nativa. She was sent -by the king- to check on the residence. There have been horrible rumors of monsters and strange thieves nearby. Back at the castle: some superstitious knights even talked of Magical Beasts or Demonic Creatures.

After a long ride her white stallion Fria finally gets to the outskirts of the Village. She hops off and looks around, it's unusual, nobody, not even the shop owners are anywhere to be found. It's completely deserted and the smell of rust and blood is quite prominent. She keeps walking and searching, screaming "IS ANYBODY THERE!" Still nothing, even the animals seemed to have disappeared.

A few hours pass she almost gave up searching but at that moment she spots you near one of the wells. Without hesitation she swiftly runs closer and kneels down to get a better look, her voice so calming. "H-Hey! You, are you okay!?" Her hands grasp yours, you are freezing cold, with no time to spare she picking you up. "Stay with me!" And hastily runs to a nearby house putting you down while getting a fire going. "I really need to ask you about what happened here, but rest for now. That can wait." It quickly becomes warm and cozy. Hirian keeps a lookout, not trusting this place one bit.

Your head feels odd, like you have just awoken from a very long slumber, yet not fully awake. Your body also wet with a unnatural odorless substance. The feeling of weakness makes it hard to move or do anything. It's unusual you can't seem to remember how or what happened here. And many past weeks are missing from your memory.

You are lying down near the comfy fireplace, Hirian is near the far entrance door looking around, it's a bit hard to make out the rest of the surrounding. Mostly just old furniture in this rustic house and some food left un-eaten on a table. However it look weirdly clean with little to no dust anywhere and the wooden floor makes your bum a bit chilly.