It was the year 628 in the rich country of DawnShore. A loud cry could be heard echoing out from a small tavern by the edge of a Rural town. This cry came from a young woman in labor. She spent 20 grueling hours of delivery to have two healthy twins. The mother died only an hour after the procedure, she had but a few moments to name her children before she passed away. The cries of a devastated man and newborn children could be heard throughout the town but none from the wife. Causing the last string of the man’s humanity to snap and fray.

The once-successful man stood in front of his wife and children and swore to get rid of the demons who killed his wife, calling upon the one man who could take the children. The old man packed his belongings, took one child in each arm, and threw a match into their former home, setting it aflame with his wife’s body still inside.