As Renalore arrived at the edge of the cliff, he scanned the sight that lay before him. A massive hill that led to a structure whose size was unknown to man. It was the building where the archmage made the talismans that gave people like himself powers. It was a white tower that was intricately crafted with many designs that man only dreamt of doing.

Renalore had received his talisman at this exact building when he was a child and brought to a family of humans. The talisman was burnt right onto the skin of his chest and was not removable.

He had learned how to use it and had become what he was supposed to be when he had been in his late teens. Without this talisman he would not have been able to come this far and finally found the tower.

He found no reason to be suspicious of the plain hill so he jumped down a dozen feet and landed roughly on the hard ground.

He then started the great ascension towards the tower. The hill was nothing but plain steep land that led to his birth place. He ventured up thinking there would be nothing to endanger him.

After a hours of of endless climbing, he encountered an animal. It was cat like with dark blue fur. It did not have paws but instead it had claws of an eagle, and its tail had a dagger at the end.

It looked at him with predatorial eyes who wanted to murder him. Renalore prepared himself for the worst and took his sword out. He carefully walked forward circling around the beast.

When he had fully circled around it and had his back to the tower, he backed up. Instantly the creature sprung onto him trying to slash his face into pieces but Renalore flew up and came back down, plunging his sword into the back of its head.

An hour later… Renalore reached the tower and came to a massive white and black gate. He pushed the gates and went inside to become archmage of the tower.