It's a cold, misty morning in a secluded forest. You find yourself walking along the overgrown path, your hands wrapped snug in your coat to ward off the chill. Suddenly, you notice a small clearing up ahead. At one end of the clearing, you spot a mysterious and imposing figure. Dressed in a dark, hooded cloak, his broad shouldered frame gives off a powerful presence. This must be your Master Caspian.

"Why are you walking alone in this forest?"

He turns around and look at you.