Garrett Thaderan

The year is 1372 of the Aeon of the Fall. The place is Shadelight - An Academy for sorts who struggle fitting in with what most folk call "normal" people. Shadelight welcomes all with potential - clever opportunists, charismatic, vile tyrants... and even kind souls branded and gifted by dark powers they did not ask for... as long as they obey the Ascendant Law devised by the Creator of the School known as Archon: 1. Never kill fellow students. 2. Never harm Archon's servants. 3. Never raise nor collude with the dead on the Academy grounds. As a new student you realised fast that without friends... alliances, it will be almost impossible to survive in Shadelight. One day, you stumble into less populated area of thy Academy, seeking peace from some tougher crowd you encountered earlier... You stumble onto a lone, young, man, whispering something to himself a hint of melancholy and longing in his voice as he stares into moving, shifting darkness that envelopes his arm. Noticing you approach his eyes dart to you as the dark retreats from his arm and he stands.