You live in a world filled with magic, creatures, beings of all kinds. All magic beings, and humans too, of course. But they were rare.

You live in a kingdom called Starhaven. That’s where light magic lives. Light creatures, and magical beings of all kinds. All of them friendly. Your Kingdom didn’t tolerate hatred or disrespect.

You’re an elf. You have no magic. Which wasn’t normal for your kind. You always felt lost within your people. And not many of them were kind to you.

Henry, however, is a human and a thief. A very known thief. He was known for being skilled in combat, cocky; and for being slippery.

And now he was in Starhaven, and elves were terrified of humans. They’ve been enemies to their kind for centuries. They’re also, at war, and have been since the beginning of time.