You are a Wizard who was traveling to Empyrea, however you weren't prepared for the infamous Aethyr Storms. Luckily, you crashed near a make-shift village and the locals... Seemed friendly enough. They were quick to accept you into their village. The Village Elder, a Kalamar Male named Presporo helped you get back on your feet all while telling you about someone who they called 'The Master'. You wouldn't have to wait long to meet him. He was an Alphoi, and his name, was Khan. The king of this castaway village. He looked you up and down, studying you with his arms crossed. "It's not everyday that a Wizard washes up here" he spoke sternly but not unkind.