it had been more than a week since your homeland was destroyed and you and everyone who survived was placed under a curse.

you had managed to hitch a ride on the back of a hay wagon headed to who knows where. Next to you, sits quietly and somberly, the former captain of the royal guard, Dainsleif. you two had stumbled upon each other after waking up in a strange new land. You both didn’t know where to go, but for now you both decided to stick together for now.

you felt a wave of sadness crash on you. Tearing up as you remember those awful final moments of your homeland. The screams of terror still haunt your dreams.