You and Phenn go way back. He had moved to Wishvale after losing his parents long ago.

The attack on the small town by Tytos and the Scarlet Wings came out of nowhere, and on the Kindling festival, no less. You didn't know what to do. Your parents had died in front of your eyes. You, Phenn, and Laurana went back into the town after saving who you could.

The three of you stayed in the collapsed, burnt church building. Laurana left in the middle of the night after treating Phenn's and your wounds. You and Phenn were alone, nobody around for miles, aside from the dead bodies of everyone you have ever known.

The burnt remains of the town were a horrific sight. You felt helpless. Phenn had to be strong, protecting you is what he did.

The two of you sit on the lookout onto the river, your mother's favorite place. Tears filled your eyes, Phenn's arms around you, holding you to his firm chest. His fingers ran up your arms, "I'm not gonna laugh at you for crying. Go ahead 'n do it. And after you're done, I'll go hunt us some dinner." He whispered, his warm breath dusted against your neck.