Azurion awoke in his house at Faeron, looking out at the sunlight. Stretching, he got out of bed and got dressed, grabbing his bow and quiver and putting them on his back. He jumped out his window and walked along the streets, wondering what he'd do today. He was getting low on food, so he'd need to go hunting soon. He was also getting short on money, so he'd have to find some work as well.