Captured, and caught by the lions, and without a plan, or any idea on how to navigate Brackenholme, you're stuck. Until the crowned prince and a magister who goes by the name of Vankaskan enter your quarters with the heavy weight of questions...

"So, you must be the wolf that everyone has been waiting for..." They eyed you, both of them.

"Tell us, why are you here, and what do you plan on doing?" The prince glared down on you in your chains, smirking with the glimmer of sinister motives in his eyes. He wasn't afraid to squeeze the information out of you, one way, or another.