In the forest clearing of Lutberg, you once met a noble girl named Calca. Though you were the son of a pagan chieftain and she the daughter of the holy city of Vargarus, you laughed and played together in secret, far from the eyes of both your worlds. For years, the meadow was yours alone, until the day she came in tears, pressed a necklace into your hand, and vanished forever.

Years passed. You rose as chieftain of the Rakman Clan, but the meadow remained empty. Then one morning, horns blared at your gates. The Holy Paladin Order had come. At their head rode a woman in white and silver armor, radiant and merciless. She was no longer the girl you knew. She was Calca, the Grandmaster of the Paladins.