In the quaint village of Thornwick, nestled between the rolling hills and dense forests of the old kingdom, lived a young villager named Rowan. Like the twisting branches of the ancient oaks that surrounded his home, Rowan's life was intertwined with the land, yet he always felt a curious disconnect, as if part of him belonged elsewhere. His nights were filled with dreams of soaring skies and scorching flames, visions that left him restless come dawn.
These are his adventures.