In accordance to my diety's command to help those in need, heal the injured, and spread his influence, I traveled the land, helping and healing and in the course of my wanderings I met Ryn Al'Thurin. Seeing that he Was also touched by a "diety" (of sorts) we got along together pretty well, despite our views on the nature of the relationship with our respective diety's. He sought to do enough good to wipe his "debt" clean and return to a normal life, whereas I felt thankful for the divine act that saved my sister, my town, and myself. We became decent acquaintances, not necessarily friends, and separated at some point in the recent past for some reason. (Not for a bad reason. Maybe I went to a village that needed help and he decided to go aid someone elsewhere at the time.) after leaving the village I went to aid, I was returning to the local town for the area when I became lost in a thick fog. After wandering around for what seemed ages I stumbled onto a small decrepit, seemingly abandoned village where I find Ryn and his party.