LEGACY OF BONDS
“My first memory was when I was about six years old. I woke up in small clinic and my head was throbbing like hell. I remember being surrounded by curious fishermen and one old elven man. The doctor asked me what my name was, or if I could tell them what happened to me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember anything. Since no one could find my parents, the doctor and his wife decided the best option was to take me in. In a sense, this was where the person I am now was born”
Chapter One: The Sword, The Wolf, and The Mask
The air on the plains was still, and it was one of few times it wasn’t carrying the snow that helped to name the city of Snowcap. Whilst the snow hadn’t thawed out (the snow never disappeared completely in Snowcap), some patches of greenery were starting to poke through, the true sigh that summer had arrived in the white wasteland that the werewolves called home.
On top of a rise a short di