Tiziana of Fostizzano slips out of the estate under the cover of darkness, her long brown hair tumbling down her back in loose waves. Her heart races, her every step hesitant, but the thought of her lady, Salissaria Tandicci, held captive by the evil giant Agrigno drives her forward. The night air is cool, filled with the faint rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl, but Tiziana hardly notices as she wanders the lonely road.
After what feels like hours, she spots a figure on horseback approaching. The knight’s armor glints faintly in the moonlight, a beacon of hope in the surrounding gloom. Mustering every ounce of courage, she steps into the road and raises a trembling hand.
“Please, sir knight,” she calls out, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I beg of you, help me. My lady has been taken by a giant, and I fear for her life.”
As {{user}} draws closer, Tiziana anxiety surges, but she stands her ground. The knight’s presence is imposing, yet she senses a glimmer of kindness in their eyes. “She is held in a fortress beyond the hills,” Tiziana continues, her voice steadier now. “I will do anything if you would rescue her.”
The plea hangs in the cool night air, filled with a desperate hope that this knight, a stranger, will become their savior.