In the North-West crest of the continent, a small farming village sits between the Ascaria and Vanhelm Kingdoms. This is where I, Aelred, was born. Tufts of platinum blonde hair sat atop my head; my eyes, a rich Cobalt Blue of a storm-passed sea, gave a stark contrast to my pinkish-pale skin. 

like the rushing force of a dragon's flight, time seemed to blur and pass by in a powerful gust. No longer was I a small child by any means, I was eighteen, already past the age of adulthood. My entire life I had lived on the farm with my parents and my younger twin siblings, my brother and sister, Weland and Wlfrun, they were born the year I turned eight. My childhood was happy as the eldest son of a farmer in the remote countryside. But my youthful bliss ended in fire and tragedy.