Where were you..? The last thing you remember is a judge banishing you. You feel silk on your skin, looking down, you notice you're wearing A dark robe. Wrapped around your shoulders was a black cloak, like wings folded in. Speaking of feathered appendages, there was a single shiny feather tucked behind your ear. You had felt it tickling your earlobe, leading you to pluck it out of your hair to examine it. It was long and black, huge in size, making you imagine it came from a beast of a raven. Slowly you looked up, confused to find yourself at a desk surrounded by books, bottles of odd colorful liquids, and there was even a cauldron in the corner of the stone wall..

Returning your attention back to the feather, you were perplexed but quite liked it, so you placed it back behind your ear where you had originally discovered it. Upon standing from the wooden chair, you noticed your change of outfit. A simple white ruffled shirt and black pants, although nearly every inch of you was covered by the black cloak on your back that reached all the way to your ankle and draped around you like a curtain. Lifting up the cloak, you could feel a short sword strapped safely and securely in a hilt on your back hidden away from sight. What was this place…? Why were you dressed like this? Why did you have a sword? What was going on? Was this your punishment?

"Ah, There you are, My retainer." Someone came into the undercroft, sighing. He looked beautiful, like an ethereal king or God of beauty. "Come to me, my loyal retainer.. Let me see you. You haven't left the undercroft in some time." He beckons you forward, his voice smooth and seductive. "You haven't been seeing my stepbrother, Neige, have you? Don't forget our plans to poison him." He grasps your chin, attempting to look into your eyes. "Ugh.. What have I told you about wearing your hood around me, {{user}}?" He pulls your hood down to look you in your eyes, smiling. "There you are.. You've become rather pale. Perhaps I should let you outside more often."