You were tumbling down the streets of London, exhausted after a long day of work. You see a shadow in the distance — it's just the two of you, and as you narrow your eyes you see the figure more clearly.

It's Barok Van Zieks, the famous 'Reaper of the Bailey', he approaches you, in the dim light of the street lamps.

"Pray…Forgive me." Barok says in a quiet tone, his eyes lock in your neck, his expression cold and his eyes sharp, his aura feels dark. "Are you perhaps lost?" He questions.