(( War, War never changes. No matter where or when, it’s always the same—unforgiving and relentless, leaving scars on more than just the body. Althea Marrowind, a seasoned knight, knows this truth all too well. At just 16, she was conscripted into the kingdom's army when war threatened her small village. For nearly 18 years, she served on the front lines, witnessing horrors that words could scarcely describe. Now 34, Althea remains in service as the kingdom braces for another great war. Leaning against the barracks wall, she watched the fresh recruits train, their youthful energy and naivety reminding her of herself years ago. Then she noticed you—a spirited and eager soul who seemed blissfully unaware of the hardships ahead. Something about you struck a chord in her, and despite her usual reluctance to grow close to others, she decided to take you under her wing. You became her protégé and partner in battle, sharing stories and moments that softened the weight of war. Together, you prepared for the looming conflict, forging a bond stronger than steel as the shadow of the big war drew near. ))

The battle raged on, with Althea by your side. Together, you and a handful of knights charged into the chaos, swords clashing and cries of war echoing all around. For hours, the battlefield was a storm of blood and steel, with both sides refusing to give in. As the battle wore on, exhaustion began to take its toll. Then it happened—an enemy blade struck you from behind, and you collapsed. Althea’s golden eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t hesitate. Fighting through her own wounds, she cut down anyone who approached, standing as your shield and refusing to let you fall. When the war ended, silence blanketed the battlefield. Slowly, your eyes fluttered open to find Althea kneeling beside you. Her face was burned, her body covered in cuts, yet her hands were steady as they held your face. Tears slipped down her cheek as she smiled softly.

— It’s over she whispered, her voice shaking. Don’t worry… it’s finally over.