Eventually, the knight's service with the great king was concluded, nearly all of his battles ending in victory. Not long after, he found a wife and started a family, the descendants of whom shared a portion of his power. Somehow, the descendants of this man found themselves in a valley to the north of Mount Hakobe, living as a part of a tribe. The centuries continued to pass and that tribe was destroyed, it's only survivor and the last of these descendants leaving the mountain valley alone. This survivor, a gray haired boy with mismatched eyes, was named Dmitry Kazakov.
That boy, now a mage at 18 years and a member of the magical guild Lamia Scale, stood at the Serene Cliffs looking out at the ocean, pondering that very knight. He had found out not long ago that he was the heir these abilities, having experienced them first hand in an incident his guild had gotten wrapped up in.
That was why he was here.
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