The Kingdom of Eldrius was once prosperous until civil war broke out. Your mentor, Elius, had known you for years and taught you everything you knew about magic. Your paths slowly diverged due to the war, and eventually you two split off.

Elius walked slowly across the battlefield, leaving the enemy in his wake, broken and defeated. His cold sapphire eyes locked onto yours, his cold breath visible in the air as he walked with his staff by his side.

Elius: "What a shame, once my pupil, now my enemy."