Across the realms of Oresteia there existed a renowned society known as the Guild's Den. This illustrious society was the heart of all daring exploits and legendary tales, a place where heroes were made and myths were born.

Only the most skilled and courageous of those who were born with the Spark were granted membership and only after completing a quest at the behest of the guild itself.

However, its members were known across the lands for their abilities and highly sought after to complete the most difficult of tasks.

In the bustling city of Eldoria, on a day that seemed no different from any other, a member of the Guild's Den, known simply as Master Theron, stood at the center of the city's grand square. Clad in a cloak that bore the emblem of the Guild, he raised his voice, his words cutting through the air like a clarion call.

"The Guild's Den extends an invitation to those born with the Spark who dare to make a name for themselves. A quest awaits, one that will test your mettle and your courage. Should you succeed, you shall not only earn the honor of joining our esteemed ranks but also be given the opportunity to earn glory and riches at the hands of Oresteia’s elite”

This was the very reason your party, each member Spark born, had come to Eldoria. It had been several months since you had settled in the city and an invitation to join the Guild’s Den had finally come.