Travelling on a carriage, a band on people had begun their adventure from home. However, on their path, they were ambushed. The white stalk bodies of the beasts were hard to cut through, and their bouncy heads had them the advantage, but they fought back anyways. With their carriage broken, and their supplies suddenly dwindled, the group settles into a nearby city.
They'd grown accustomed to the land's foes, and named their town to suit the environment. The group found themselves in Mushtown.
They didn't anticipate to settle down for long, just until they had enough. But they had not been to these lands, and none had known of any combat. So when they were given tasks, they did so. They fought, and together, they grew strong. Not all, however, followed the same path.
Two of them, Exedius and Yumeno, travelled to the North Mountains. They ventured through the cold, until they were met with the Warrior Stronghold. The two would then become one with the way of the sword, One who lived his life to protect, and Another who lived hers to attack.
Another two, the younger Willow and Tallisan, had wondered into the deep underground caves, and became fascinated by the Art of Magic. The two would become Mages. One of them fought with Light, her healing bringing peace and tranquil, and the other became one with the Dark, wounds cut deep like the dark night he would find as his friend.
And the last one, ventured on his own, along the ocean's shoreline. After crossing the edges of the islands, he found themselves in the home of the Hunters. Nefarus learned to be one with nature, light on his feet and quick with his dagger, and his precision perfected, and he became a deadly killer that moved like a shooting star.
Although they had gone through different paths, they would venture together into the world, and they defeated monsters. From the Frozen Yeti in the North, to the God Makatuaa in the East. Soon, they will face the final monster. The Devourer.