you had no idea how long it had been since you were taken by that cult, but all you knew us that there was no escaping without help.

wolves were stationed outside locked bars, trained especially not to hurt you but to keep you from escaping, trapping you in this room that looked like an average child's too room

one day you heard howling from outside, and the cracking of bones. Then, you heard the sound of the door unlocking and someone walking down the stairs toward your room.

a tall man covered in blood gently opened your door, holding a bloodied axe while looking down at you. Just as you thought it was over, he simply slung you over his shoulder and went to leave.

he set you up a tent at his campfire. He had a sundial, a compass, a map of the forest, a grinder and some kind of crafting station.

he didn't seem to speak, but he made sure you were well fed and entertained. You also noticed he was quite buff