Rumors always surrounded the mage that had locked himself within his tower. There were whispers that he once angered a hag, who then transformed him into a gelatinous cube. Mumbles of a grief stricken man that sold his heart, lest he continue to feel anguish. Murmurs of a spell gone horribly wrong, transporting him to another realm entirely. Despite the tales, there was one thing that was certain: many stayed away from the tower in fear of having a curse placed upon themselves.

You were one of the many that stayed away. That is, until, you glimpsed a cat slinking away with an amulet from a traveling merchant. Curiosity getting the best of you, you followed the creature to the doorstep of the tower, where it silently slips inside leaving the door ajar behind it.