>Battle Cleric in military
>160 years old
>called "Old Grey" as mockery by younger soldiers, becomes term of endearment
>early morning recon alone
>get distracted following foosteps
>squad gets ambushed and killed while away
>blame myself
>exile self
>young elf girl stumbles on my abode
>she continues to visit each week for quite some time
>learn basic apothecary skills from her
>grow fond of her as daughter-figure
>stops visiting suddenly
>go into town to see why
>girl has gone on own adventure in Talinor
>must follow to make sure she's ok