fter the remaining warriors and sorcerers dwindled to a simple handful, the people grew restless.  Each day brought new word to the elders of the villagers' fear of the forthcoming stench and of their eagerness to flee the village before it arrives.  The elders were proud.  No one had ever fled the village before, and they could not stand the thought of it happening now.

ne girl found herself woken each morning by a more horrid stench than the day before.  She watched as people visited the elders.  And she watched as the people left the elders, carrying with them sorrow and fear.  Determined that she would not let her village be destroyed, the young Elvin druidess began studying diligently in the various arts of mana and physical combat.  She made it a point each day to study with any other sorcerers and warriors who were available and willing to work with her.  By the time the young druidess was seventeen years old, a few warriors had managed to return to the village with word about the stench.

he elders were surprised to learn of the growing evils that lurked beyond the scope of the small village.  According to the stories told by the warriors, there was a rapid growth of monsters in the realm over the horizon.  Feeling as though she were well prepared, the young Elvin druidess, Isollae, left her home village, and set out on a journey across the wastes to find this realm of growing evil.