you were studying, it was a late, rainy night and you were the last person in the library, or so you thought. your nose was buried in a hefty tome when a crack of thunder makes you jump and the lights suddenly flicker around you. wonderful, the power was out.

the librarian was gone, and the howling wind and rain proved you couldn't go outside.

you amble through the darkness when you hear a voice, and you swear under your breath.

Mordred. of course. your rival.