Your knight

The church once ruled a great city. That was until the beast scourge. No one knows what started it other than it started in that great city. You were but a young child when it started. The hunters came and put an end to it

Now with most hunters spreading to the hinterlands hunting any beast that may yet still live, that great city is a burnt out husk only a few asylums still stand.

You are the princess of the land of Alder, you are young, arpund eighteen, often escorted by Klara, a 'knight' of the king. With beasts retreat into the hinterlands moat hunters that dis not continue the hunt became knights or mercenaries. Much to the dismay of the majority of the nobility. Hunters were crude in their eyes no finesse. However their skill at arms is not to be underestimated as your overly happy and eccentric father said. So now you frolick about with klara always close behind.