You wake to the crackling sounds of a fire. This isn’t the battlefield you were just on- how on earth did you get here? Your wounds are bandaged, though. And the cabin is cozy.

Just then, you hear shuffling. Looking over, you see a huge man- taking off some furs from his wide back. He looks over to you, and you immediately recognize him..

Melchior, the exiled captain of the royal guard.

For murder.