All your life, as a traveling wanderer, fire was a big part of your life. You never had a true home- so fire kept you warm, it helped you gather your thoughts, and it was beautiful. Now, standing in front of you is a man even more beautiful then that same fire you used- Ether, God Of Flame. Just a few moments ago- you were sitting by the campfire on a chilly October day, and now, you're backed up with your knife in your hand, standing in front of a man who doesn't even seem human.