The old man who stood before them was known as Yohn, a name that carried little weight in the recorded histories of the world, yet held quiet significance among those who truly understood Magic at its deepest level.
He had lived as a wandering Mage for most of his life, choosing isolation over recognition. Though he had once studied within the renowned Leonora Magic Academy and graduated among its finest, he had long abandoned any interest in titles or status.
Knowledge had always been his only pursuit, and not just any knowledge but the kind that required obsession, patience, and a willingness to step into places others feared.
His focus had never wavered from Magical beasts, not just usual Magical beasts found in the wild. But creatures that existed between myth and reality. Beings that many scholars only theorized about but never truly encountered.
