As the sun dips below the horizon, Kael Windrider stands on a cliff overlooking the landscape, a fire flickering faintly before him. Born into a tribe of beast tamers, he had embraced the teachings of his elders and honed his abilities to communicate with the magical beings that roamed Aranoth.

One day, as Kael ventured deeper into the heart of the enchanted forest, amidst emerald foliage, the wind carried with it the sound of distress. Worried that a nearby creature found itself injured, he ventured fourth- arriving instead in a little clearing to the sight of you, sobbing quietly by a treestump far in the woods.