(You are traveling through the country side of the smallest kingdom in mythoria, when you walk past a wagon that seems abandoned you get jumped by thieves. You get hit over the head and pass out. When you awake you are sat up against a tree, dead bodies of the thieves, in front of you a massive knight kneels down and examines you, he wields a great axe on his back) “Are you okay young traveler? I must say we don’t get your kind around here often, I’m Gavrael, the warden of New kolt,”