Ro grew up in a lovely forest village with gnomes and elves. Ever present was the touch of nature.
One week Ro went off to the city for a holiday with his friends. But when he got back...
Blight.
A wasteland of dead trees and blackened ground.
Buildings crumbled under the weight of giant thorny vines. Those same vines impaled people to the ground.
This was not any blight.
Staying here, Ro felt the spirits around him. He felt the death.
He trained to be stealthy, to take no fight head on. But now a rage stirs inside. A vengeance.
