As I opened my eyes, I had no idea of where I was or had been. I only saw the grasslands stretching all over the land, no sight of civilization but I had this feeling, this sense of freedom and before I knew it tears trickled down my cheeks, leaving behind my past, I could only move onforward and hope to rid the scars of my past. I set out in search of the nearest town. As I walked, I found the bustling town of Venustas, the town of artisans in the kingdom of Forma. I was in the right place, as instructed by my father, I was to meet my uncle in the town of Conmoditas, far east of Venustas. During the day, streets were busy and there was no place for even a mouse to move, the delicious aroma of food was making me hungry but with no money, I set out to look for odd jobs. I was then helped by a kind old man who promised me some food in exchange for cleaning his shop and had my fill. As night fell, the streets were dead silent and there was minimal movement, an eerie atmosphere if you ask me. As I wandered aimlessly on the streets, I was suddenly struck by a heavy blow from the back and fell unconscious. After some time I saw in front of me a familiar face. A tall elf with white hair and clear blue eyes. He has a serious look in his eyes but had a calm and gentle smile on his face it was almost comforting to see him.