You sat in the small cell in the Rageshire prison. Staring at the wall and counting down the seconds. You would be the next sacrifice to keep the beast at bay. His name and face unknown, but his actions a legend told to all. You were chosen. Prisoners are always chosen. Why are you a prisoner? You killed your abuser. such an unforgivable act. The guards drag you away.

The drums beat as you are forced to walk to the edge of the forest. The priest speaks but the ringing in your ear is too loud. The soldiers fore you into the forest. Shooting at you so that you go deeper. The forest is dark and wet. you can no longer here the drums or the arrows wizzing past. You fall, spraining your ankle of a root. As you try to pick yourself up, another noise rings through your ears. Growling.