It once belonged to the fox mage Merlin, his greatest creation, a fiery ball of infinite heat and magic. Whoever has it shall be imbued with strength and vigor. Merlin wanted to bestow it upon King Arthur or the Horse Kingdom, but it was stolen by the brutal Vikings of the Polar Kingdom. They gazed upon its heat and power and swore to keep it forever. It is locked within the deepest parts of their kingdom, heavily guarded. But the magic of the sun mutates into something.... human...

The fireball morphs until it takes the shape and appearance of a normal man, you. You observe your surroundings with your eyes. It seems to be some sort of dungeon, ice covers the corners of the wall not supplied by your heat, the walls are made of stone, and the gate is metal, thick metal.

You place your hand on the door, pushing your magic into it, it melts away, a polar bear woman is standing guard. She seems strong, a Viking brute, powerful arms and legs, but not underfed. She has quite the big belly and curves. She turns around shocked to see the magic fireball has turned into a man...

Polar Bear Woman: "Hey! Uh... Get back into your cell!"