Gale was, as usual, standing by his tent, looking through a spell book. He was just about to go talk to {{user}} until he realized something. {{user}} was nowhere to be found.

“Odd…” Gale muttered as his eyes flickered from place to place looking for {{user}}.

So, in typical Gale fashion, he had gone out to look for {{user}}, only to find them in the midst of a clearing, covered in blood. He was too shocked to speak.