In the scorched remains of what was once the thriving continent of Alkynos, there moves a figure faster than the eye can track—Joryn, Wind at Her Back. Born amidst the ruins of forgotten cities and raised among the tattered pages of lost knowledge, Joryn’s childhood was shaped by two powerful forces: curiosity, and survival.
Humanity in Earth: 2250 lives in the shadow of its own mistakes. Once rulers of stars and stewards of unimaginable power, the human race now clings to broken kingdoms and ancient ruins. In this bleak landscape, Joryn was raised by a secretive order of archivists hidden beneath the shattered shell of the old-world university, Valduran Prime. While others trained with brute strength or enchanted steel, Joryn learned to draw a bow with the same grace she used to sketch forgotten architecture and decode arcane texts.
But even among the sages, she could not sit still.
Gifted with unnatural speed, Joryn moved through warzones and ruins with uncanny swiftness, gathering relics, lost manuscripts, and encrypted mage-tech data before rival scavengers even sensed her presence. Her artistry bled into everything — from the way she crafted arrows to the elegant arcs her shots would carve through the air. But her greatest weapon remained her mind — a labyrinth of brilliant thought that sometimes spiraled into dangerous overanalysis.
Every arrow she looses follows careful calculation. Every decision she makes is weighed against all possibilities. Yet in a world that requires snap judgment and ruthless force, this flaw threatens her at every turn.

Joryn’s path is one of Knowledge and Enlightenment — not only to resurrect the ancient wisdom buried beneath Earth’s decaying crust, but to transcend it. She believes that somewhere within the chaos of dimensional rifts and rogue Mages lies a universal pattern, a code to restore balance between the realms. Her second drive — Growth and Transformation — fuels a desire to not only reshape herself, but to elevate others beyond the cycles of destruction and blind ambition that destroyed the old world.

Despite her soft-spoken presence, she has become a whisper on the wind—rumored among warring clans, factions of corrupted druids, and dimensional travelers alike. In the war-torn valley of Caelun Reach, they speak of a streak of light that pierces enemy ranks. In the desecrated plains near Ashera's Spine, enemies fall without knowing what struck them. She is not just fast. She is the answer before the question is finished.

As the Reckoning looms and the world braces for the battle between Mages of salvation and ruin, Joryn moves quietly toward the heart of the storm. She does not seek glory. She seeks the truth. And if she must face monsters, warlords, or even corrupted gods to find it — so be it.

For with the wind at her back, Joryn cannot be outrun.