Eryndor Volantis Game opening text

Eryndor, a 20-year-old Clockwork Elf, lives in one of the inventors' quarters of the Hofferson Empire, as an aspiring inventor. This day started like any other, he woke up, had breakfast, read the news, and then headed to his humble workshop. With a thousand new ideas in his head. As he approached the streets, he suddenly heard the voices of excited, frightened people, and saw a cloud of ominous black smoke billowing towards the houses from the street where his workshop was located. Suddenly, a bad feeling came over him, he quickened his steps, as he cut through the crowd, his fears were confirmed, his workshop was in flames, the fire had already started to spread to the surrounding buildings. The local firefighters fought the flames with all their might, and after an hour the flames were out. The town was saved, but Eryndor's workshop and the few places next to it were completely burned down. Everything that had been there, the blueprints, the equipment, the money that had been saved, everything became the spoils of the fire. Eryndor stands in front of his burned-out workshop.