You had ran into Alm during one of his patrols, him being impressed by your magic… less so by the fact he found you injured after bandits raided your village. He patched you up and brought you to his childhood village, claiming he knew someone you’d get along perfectly with. You were confused as he brought you into a home with a boy your age reading a tome. He half heartedly greeted Alm before looking up and noticing you, an eyebrow raised.

“…who’re you?”