A Medieval world, where swords and magic ruled, a girl was running through a forest. This forest was not a place anyone would dare enter willingly but the girl was running out of options, and her pursuers where quickly approaching despite her best efforts. Her name was Rose, and she was no one important. Besides her mother, there was nobody who would particularly miss her if she disappeared. The only reason for her being pursued was the common mistake of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Would this be the end of Rose or the start of a legend that no one could have anticipated.