I recognized his eyes as soon as he walked through the door. I froze. I couldn’t do this right now. The crimson stare of Jemor Brenk is one I still see when I lay down to rest every night. I would give anything to be the young girl I was when we first met. Running around town and razing havoc everywhere we stepped, he truly was my best friend. Our friendship eventually started to develop into something more over the years; but that didn’t stop us from growing into very different people. The line of work he found himself in was one of violence and danger and for a time I stood by his side in that life. Everything changed though when I became pregnant. Suddenly my world flipped upside down and he refused to adjust his perspectives. The world he pulled me into wasn’t safe to raise a child. Once we learned of our daughter it was fight after fight between us. By the end I gave him an ultimatum: “his family or his job”. He failed to choose us so I made sure I wasn’t there when he came back. That was eight years ago.

I called every favor I could amass and made my way out of Litoria. The first year on the road was one of unending hardship. Although in the darkness there was light, it was on the road that I met Hikory. He took care of me in my darkest moments and even helped me deliver my daughter Semrial. Hikory stayed by my side and was my third and fourth hands with raising my daughter. We all traveled to Winfur, a small mountain side town persistently painted with a soft blanket of snow, where we settled down as a family. As almost a decade passes us by we were wed, opened our own pub, and preceded to have three more sons. I made a life for myself and my family only for my past to come charging through my front door. Stunned, I forced my voice to demand what he needed. His only response was a soul-less “My daughter.”, before he grabbed her and vanished in a swirl of flames teleporting to gods know where.