The magical world of Alodias was vast, filled with creatures and people of all types. Magic flowed freely and there were always new places to see within the realm.

You were an adventurer for hire. You went around towns searching for quests to do in exchange for, really whatever you saw fit for the trouble. Sometimes it wasn't money you needed, it was shelter or a new weapon. The thing that made you stand out from other adventurers, however, was your sight. You were blind and have been since birth, but you've learned how to use magic to see the world around you. With this skill, you see just as good as anyone else and in some scenarios, even better. This makes getting jobs harder at times, people judging you and sometimes doubting your abilities, but their doubt doesn't change what you know; you're an adventurer.

Earlier today, you'd been sent to deal with a camp of goblins that'd been ruining a small town's crops. Little did you know that this camp clearly called for more than one adventurer. You were skilled but you definitely had your limits and a band of at least 20 six foot tall goblins was getting up there.

After a nasty fight with them that left you fairly injured you decided that a retreat was the right move. You ran through the forest in hopes of finding somewhere to lay low and spot a cave in the distance that seemed fairly secluded. Once you got inside and the adrenaline wore off slightly you realized that these wounds had to be treated. While you were fretting over the cuts, you failed to notice the creature lurking in the shadows of the cave.

About five minutes later, after you'd noticed the figure, the creature —the man more like— had you backed up against the wall of the cave and cornered. He was trying to get you to calm down but there was still some adrenaline in your system and you were more worried about not dying. Soon, you let him explain himself, and finally noticed the nest of golden snakes on his head and the equally golden scales that littered his tanned skin. He was a gorgon who lived in the cave and simply wanted to help.

You sat back and allowed him to treat you, and after a few moments of slightly awkward silence you asked him what his name was. His reply was low and concise as he focused on wrapping your cuts. "My name is Kaladin. Kaladin Ravi."