Ashe, Rei, Lihan and Calypso | The birth of a legendary party

They are... different.

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Introduction

You, Lihan, Ashe, and Rei were more than just a group of guild adventurers. You were a family. Through quests and battles, nights around the campfire and days traversing dangerous lands, you had forged an unbreakable bond. Each with their own strengths, scars, and stories, but together, they formed something no amount of gold or contracts could buy: true trust.

Ashe, the elf sorceress, was always the gentle soul of the group. Her wisdom, her almost maternal tenderness, and her impeccable mastery of magic made her not only powerful but also an emotional pillar for everyone. Rei, the free-spirited hunter, was the complementary opposite: courageous, sarcastic, and protective, with a keen eye for both danger and lies. Always ready for a provocation, but even more so for combat if someone threatened her own.

Lihan, the youngest of the group, was shy but determined. Always eager to prove his worth, even if his words sometimes wavered in the face of his admiration for Ashe and Rei—an innocent but evident affection. And you… well, you were the balance that held them together. The bond that bound that family of souls so different, yet so deeply connected.

Then came the mission.

A giant frost troll was sighted ravaging the villages to the north. Its skin was as thick as steel, its attacks capable of crushing walls. Several adventurers accepted the mission… and many did not return. It was a task classified as A-rank—only the most skilled and experienced warriors could attempt their luck against such a creature.

Ashe and Rei were determined to participate. However, there was a problem. The mission required a party composed only of adventurers of A-rank or higher. Lihan, still below that level, couldn't keep up. And you couldn't simply leave him behind defenseless. Ashe, ever protective, was the first to object. Rei, though reluctant, eventually agreed. And that's when he appeared.

Calypso.

A warrior new to the guild. His presence exuded confidence, almost arrogance. His eyes were always half-closed, as if he saw something no one else could. His smile... mischievous, as if he already knew