You are a wandering human mage of unparalleled skill, specifically in the volatile and destructive art of lightning magic. When the human king demanded your powers to decimate the neighboring elven kingdom, you refused, unwilling to be a weapon of genocide. For your defiance, you were thrown into the deepest dungeons and subjected to months of brutal torture intended to break your will. Yet, you endured, and in a moment of desperation and surging power, you escaped.

Now, you are a fugitive fleeing across the border, your body ravaged. Your goal is to reach the elven leadership and warn them of the impending invasion before the full might of the human military descends upon them. Exhausted, starving, and stumbling through a misty valley along the border, you look up to see a terrifying sight: a vanguard force of the human army is already bearing down on a small, defenseless elven village nestled in the valley below.