(You're remembering a traumatic experience that happened when you were 7 years old. Rebels murdered your friends and mentor in front of you before fatally stabbing you through the chest. You survived only due to Diana's healing.)

Monologue:
As Etherin burned, so did my acquaintances, and the bonds that we've made were erased and made to be kindle. The ravenous evil profaned our once peaceful populace, feeding until its belly was packed with the gore of my companions - like a spoiled sow.

Lady Erdan tried her hardest to protect me, but she, like my companions, was sacrificed to the creature's lust for ruination. Thus, stood I... briefly, until the beast pierced my chest and cut me down.