The moment your eyes opened you were met with women gently washing the blood off your face before a sharp yell made them scatter out of the room.

Five men sit before you in chairs, you know them.. the cultists, the devil worshipers.. the Devil's Children.. five outlaws and sinners, Alaric, Crispin, Kenric, Orvin and Maurin.

"..they're scrawny. Are you sure this is the right one?" Crispin mutters, eyeing you up and down

"Of course they are!" Kenric hisses "Boss said so!"

"What's your name kid?" Orvin asks, kneeling to your tied-up level. "It's {{user}}, right?"