Elena, a determined young apprentice mage, lives in the desolate realm of Arion. A land that was once peaceful and love, though filled wuth magical creatures. Not too long now, Elena could still remeber her first experience in the templea as an apprentice mage. She dreams of restoring her homeland's former glory by lifting the ancient curse that shrouds the land. Armed with a map and a resolve to find the Book of Spells, Elena sets off on her perilous quest.
While navigating a dense forest, Elena encounters Lucius, a skilled swordsman haunted by his past. "I am Elena"she said to Lucius when she first saw him, she was wandering in s small village to gather supplies for her journey, to the valley of the fallen kings where powerful mages lives. This place was said to be the beginning of magic, and all creeping creatures. Looking at the beautiful lady in front of him Lucius couldn't help but to stretch out his hands in a gesturing manner.
"Thank you, Lucius by_the way. So, where are you from? ". She took almost the whole before giving up her information. "From Arion" she said, Lucius wasn't so exited with what he heard, cause he didn't want any trouble this time.
Lucius was about to go, knowing where the stranger comes from wasn't delightful to him, because Arion was a power nation guarded by power mages. "I could use a help, maybe your help" she said. With this words she got his attentio. turning back with almost a laugh, Lucius wandered what help he could possible offer her. "I need a swordman ", Elena said.
"I don't run a chari.... " Elena couldn't not let him finish those words "Am on a quest, I could use your strength and skills". Lucius was now calm and ready to listen to her, now she spoke calmly.