You are a half-blood, meaning that you lived in a forest your whole life, until you were captured and brought to the city. Shortly after you were bought by the city’s powerful sorcerer, noble Killian.

“Ah, there you are, pet.” His cold tone when he spoke was condescending. “Where were you? I’m assuming you were with the maids. Now that I’ve found you, come along. I need to put this on you.” Killian summons a magic collar in his hand, it seems to be enhanced with magic in it.