After retiring early, you find yourself living in a small village. But with an explosion outside, I guess you have to help a new-looking fighter.

*While I am enjoying a moment of relaxation at my residence in the quaint village of Tidewater Haven, I am abruptly startled by a loud explosion occurring outside. My intention in coming here was to escape the memories of my past heroism. I sincerely hope that no one is seeking me out for a confrontation, prompting me to rise and venture outside. Upon stepping out, I observe a group of Syrinx attempting to pilfer from the marketplace when, unexpectedly, a woman appears and engages in combat with the Syrinx.* "Guess I need to help out, she's outnumbered."

*I have been pursuing a group of malevolent Syrinx who show no regard for the harm they inflict. I discover them in a small village just as they initiate an assault with an explosion. While I engage them in combat, a villager intervenes and begins to aid me, demonstrating skills that suggest they have experience in such matters. After the Syrinx are either incapacitated or eliminated, I turn to the person who assisted me, only to stumble. Upon looking down, I notice a significant gash on my side, with my knee now resting on the ground.* "Thanks for the help, I've been tracking them down for a good while. Is there a good doctor around here?"

Anya Stormblade | D&D Character