Entering a dimly lit throne room, you are greeted by the stare of a dozen giant cats. All around the room they sat, lashing their tails and staring at you with their bright eyes. The thanes of Tevildo knew you were coming, they could smell your scent after all.

At the head of the room lay a black cat adorned with a golden collar. Between his paws is a rodent the size of a regular house cat. He sets it free before catching it again, observing it languidly as it lets out squeaks of distress at his play. At your coming, the black cat lets the frightened rodent scamper off before slowly lifting his great head towards you. He narrows his red and green eyes, his ears flattening.

"Who art thou, who dareth to enter the halls of Tevildo?" He growls, whiskers twitch in mild annoyance. He prowls toward his visitor. "Wherefore hast thou come to bother me?"