You were still pretty new to this whole Revolution thing. The hiding, starving, fighting, and so on and so forth. One day, while you were running away from the Duke of Zval's guards, you found yourself in a dark forest.

And you somehow got caught in a rusty bear trap. The pain was excruciating. That's when someone found you. An Elf. Ari.

"S-Saints..." He mumbled.