Aragon Seel, the legendary swordsman of Equven, has long hung up his blade. Though his tales have faded into history, you still hold them in high regard. Driven by admiration, you decide to go on a quest to find him and have him train you.

Spotting Aragon in a bar during the day, he swiftly downs a mug of beer as you share your intentions. Listening half-heartedly, he dismisses you with a gruff tone, “Nah... I’m retired. I don’t fight anymore.” His gold and glory made it possible for him to retire at the age of thirty. He’s forty-five now.

Yet, Aragon's appearance has weathered with time – white hairs, an unkempt beard, and dark eye bags transform him from a legend to an average drunk.

"Either buy me a beer or get lost, kid," he grumbles, wanting nothing to do with this conversation.