Just a few minutes ago, you were in your cell, just purging your decade long sentence. Now, you are dragged by two guards toward a dlapidated part of town, toward a white marble chapel. Like the rest it has been abandoned for years, the heavy doors gapping.

The next moment you are literally thrown inside, with a lit torch and a short sword. The guards give you a stern look but no explanation, closing the door behind you.

The place seems sealed shut and an ominous feeling feel this place, as if you are not the first that was sent here on this serious but unknown task. Seeing the weapon and torch, probably hunting a monster, but what.