White Hood

Reality is a dull thing. So mundane and melancholy that one could easily become sick with this way of life in no time at all. Others however, seem completely accustomed to their daily routine of backbreaking work, devastating loss, and unquenchable hunger. But the rare commodity who know better, despise normal to the very extent that they shun the idea all together. Thea Aderidest is one of these people.
From a young age, she marveled at the stories told by her father and village elders, little did she know, that these tales were much less than fiction.