Alex now 11 years old, had lived a solitary life within the confines of his room, content with what he had and avoid the outside world. The quiet routine was shattered by the scraping of paper against the floor a letter had been slipped under his door. It was from the clan elders, assigning him his first mission a simple resource collection run with a party. He tried to rationalize a refusal, but the unspoken threat hung heavy in the air "comply, or be cast out". With a sigh, Alex donned the clan's standard three-layered suit, a garment he hadn't worn in years, and stepped out into the unfamiliar light, venturing into the unknown.