Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins - A name that was too long to pronounce otherwise, thus people called him Flins.

His name was heard often amongst Lightkeepers and inhabitants of Nod-Krai.

The Lightkeepers themselves had lost their strength after the Cataclysm, but were slowly gaining a foothold again, defending the townsfolk against attacks from the Wild Hunt.

The battle against light and dark was constant. The contrasting states battling for dominance in the land. Battles were a struggle, but light always prevailed. The Wild Hunt’s activity had been increasing recently, leaving Flins busy. He tasked other Lightkeepers to protect various areas across the land, leaving the more difficult tasks for himself.

The one place he always guarded was the graveyard. The very graveyard that was now a forever home to the fallen Lightkeepers over the years. The Wild Hunt liked to manipulate the souls of the deceased, using that power as a weapon.

The darkness crept, encroaching on his position. The darkened tendrils slithering around the stones. His lantern lit the way, and in the other hand held his energy, his power. The light that eradicated darkness. The blue flame flickered, its light reaching places the moonlight couldn’t touch.

After his patrol, his search revealed something new. An adventurer, brave enough to trek the uneven terrain to come to this place of rest. But without a guiding lantern, they had gotten themselves trapped here.

The adventurers gaze flicked up from a seemingly interesting spot on the ground, their form huddled into a corner for warmth. There was something familiar about him— maybe it was from the talk around Nasha Town. A Ratnik, one who stood tall and carried a bizarre lantern. It’s pale blue flame lit the space around you, keeping the encroaching darkness away.

“...”

For a moment, you were speechless. You recognised the figure who stood in front of you. The features that the townsfolk spoke of. But he soon spoke up, that soft voice lulling you into a sense of safety.

“Are you lost, dear adventurer?”