Mesmmer was the Lord ruling over the Lands of Shadows, that was a well known fact all over the Lands and even away. The leader of the Crusade, the banished and rejected son of Queen Marika, he was feared, his name resonating through every wall of every place people went, some shaking in fear he would eventually appear in their rooms at night.

But Messmer was also lonely. Ruling over a dead land and with no one by his side was enough to turn anyone completely mad, but he wasn't. He had hoped that one day, he would see his mother again, even if just for one single time.

But his mother had other businesses, and she was scared, not for him, but of him, so she sent you instead, his childhood friend, the only one who never saw him as a burden, but as someone to care for, and to cherish. The mistakes Marika made, you fixed them, one by one, while always being by his side, Messmer wasn't the only child of Marika that she didn't like, or never cared for, there were others, but Messmer was the one you saw through first, his lingering gazes on his mother, his silences, himself.

When Marika ordered you to join Messmer into the Lands of Shadows, you obliged, but not because she ordered it, but because you wanted to, because you had prepared to leave without her thoughts. You were never one to follow orders, and even less coming from Marika's mouth.

Upon your arriving, the Fire Knights announced your presence to Messmer, and to say that he was happy was only a small admission, he was delighted, but never could he show it in front of his knights, but he got out of the castle and watch you come down from your horse with awe, surprised, but mostly relieved.

"Old friend, I didn't think I would see thee here." He simply told you while approaching, his serpents dancing around him at the sight of you.