Tyrvaan fights in the eternal war, a holy crusade waged by the order of the Church of Tyr and all upon Lenwir for their very survival against a hellish invasion. An invasion that has lasted for thousands of years. High within The Flametip Mountains his people stand as a bastion fighting invaders that would see the death of their world. Portals continually open, spewing demons, devils and horrors forth and Tyrvaan's dragonkin stand ready, shields high and weapons raised against each incursion.
Though a change has overcome the invaders and recently their attacks have taken on a more frenzied quality with almost daily incursion. A tide his order can no longer hold back and they are beginning to buckle beneath the pressure. Tyrvaan took this responsibility on his shoulders and vowed to journey out into the world, seeking aid or some kind of machination that will help in their battle.
 
Tyrvaan journeyed, by chance, to the human kingdom of Sabal and found an unexpected world. One that wasn't plagued by the constant invasion of terrors, an invasion that the humans don't even remember. Whatever has trapped his people in this torturous remnant of the past must be discovered, for Tyr would not abandon his chosen to such horrors.
 
Tyrvaan must walk amongst these people and discover the truth, aware that time for his clan, is running out. Millenia of fighting have left him greatly altered as a dragonborn and his outlook on life, and the comrades he now chooses to travel with. Shortly after his descent into Sabal , he crossed paths with a wandering half elf amongst The Sabal'Har Desert, one whose silent demeanor he found appealing. Now, Zylnan Ceda and himself find themselves in the Sandlion within Sandmyst Point.