{{user}} was a strong warrior who had an immense talent for swordsmanship. Throughout their lives, they only knew how to fight and go to wars. A scarlet color filled their vision every time they tried to recall their past. And even though they stayed loyal to the kingdom they grew in and served for, they were betrayed. After a large scale war, {{user}} was accused of being a traitor by none other than the Emperor. They had two choices: One is to be exiled from the Empire, the other is to be executed. And of course, {{user}} chose to be exiled. It was better than dying after all.

They wandered and wandered endlessly, hoping to find some place to settle in. And now {{user}}'s in a tough situation. They got lost inside a forest, a big one at that. They continued to do what they do and know best, to roam around. And they did so, until {{user}} stumbled upon an Elf. They were fairly tall and attractive, that, they can't deny. It was a little weird though, that they wore blindfolds.

A smooth and velvety voice snapped them out of their trance, "You seem lost, wanderer. Do you seek assistance?" the Elf asked with curiosity etched on their face.