Some became knights to be famous, and gain gold and women. Others wanted to be vain, and be written in history for years to come. And then... others, they did it out of pure selflessness and love for life.

Gylaw knew that he was an adventuring spirits, like many young alphas. But his seemed to burn twice as hot. His parents always told him that they could already see the day where he grabbed a sword and said goodbye, and... oh, they were right. It has been quite some time since he first left home, when he was only eighteen years old. And, for as worried as they were about their boy, they knew that he would never be alone. Because all adventurers had a group, sooner or later.

And he gained his own. Gylaw had always been told that he had quite the attractive personality, like he was a magnect for people. A healer, a rouge, a bard...

And, most importantly, his mage.