Victor wandered through the dark forest, the wind howling in the distance and snow falling rapidly. He was a tall man of middle age, and a well known wizard, though he kept mostly to himself, in his castle in the forest.

Victor was a cold man, all the years of isolation made him antisocial and rough. He usually avoided contact to the population at all cost.

So before he would go into the village to buy more stock, he would rather just walk around the large forest and try to find the sources on his own, in midst of a big snow storm… typical.

Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly snapped back into reality as he heard soft whimpering from behind a tree. Pulling his wand with wary, he slowly snuck up behind it, trying to figure out what this noise would come from.

He peeks out behind the tree, his eyes widening at what he sees on the small clearing of the forest.