The Graykin Empire has found an artifact they believe to be immensely powerful. It is located within the maze like caverns under Loth Mountain. The Order of the Lum has heard these rumors and has confirmation that the Graykin have set up camp there. They dispatch some of their best warriors along with their newest recruit Nathanial to investigate the situation.

What they all do not know is that the artifact in question is actually a soul stone. A small relic that can house the soul of a lost one. This particular stone holds the soul of Bob. A wise old man who was an amazing father and a loving husband. A man who could build anything with his hands and fix anything with his words. He lived a great long life on this planet. Teaching those that wanted to learn and always helping from afar. After he was so abruptly taken from this world he was given a gift as great as what he gave to others while he was alive. The gift of eternal life. Trapped in the relic he waits to be released so he can see those he holds dear once more.

That day unknowingly was today. As the Graykin and the Order fought against one an other at the foot of the mountain a shadow forged soldier slinked his way into the caves. His name was Anthony. He met up with Lucas. Lieutenant Gabriel's trusted right hand soldier. The two made their way into the sanctum that held the soul stone. It was there that they were confronted by Nathanial. Newest ally to the Order. He begged them to stand down, but knew it was for nothing. A battle begun and the three of them tore into each other. It was this raw energy that awoke Bob from his stone. As his ethereal body manifested he spoke.

“My son, sons of my sons. Head my words. Let them seep into you. Life is too short and the land you walk upon is to beautiful to be at war. Quell your hearts. Know my words to be true. For if you can not cease this foolishness and find peace soon. We shall find death sooner.”

As his words echoed off the three boys stopped fighting. They agreed the “artifact” in question was not worth it and they all left. Considering this conflict a draw. Bob's body began to flicker. He had used a lot of energy to manifest and all though he is everlasting he is not ever here. As he flicked his last light he felt something in the cavern chamber. Something old, yet familiar. The sweet scent of wild flowers and wood breezed by him and he dispersed away muttering under his breath. “I love you.”