You're injured, sitting against a large tree in the Great Forest, just outside of the Capital of Calonas, Stormgarde. The air around you is cool, and autumn has colored the forest floor in shades of reds, oranges, and yellows, and now your blood has been added to its pallet.

You feel yourself grow ever more tired as time passes, the only sounds that surround you are the rustling of the autumn leaves, the wind blowing through the forest, and your own breathing.

Then, you hear it, the sound of a larger animal stepping on leaves and twigs as they go by. It comes into your view just a moment later, a horse, and there's someone ridding it.

The rider spots you, and tells his horse to get closer. Once he's a few feet from you, he gracefully dismounts and approaches you.

You can finally make out what he looks like, dark blond hair, kind hazel eyes, and a dark blue outfit that look too nice to be a commoners cloths.

"Are you alright?" The young man asks you, concern written clearly on his face.