These are dark times.

You had to flee your home village. Once honored priests and priestesses of the pagan gods are now outcasts in this new world. Like lepers, we pagans have gone deep into the forests away from villages and towns. How long can we survive on our own? Who can we trust now but ourselves?

Some semblance of peace you could find in an abandoned hut deep in the forest, in the realm of spirits and mythical creatures hiding where you are now hiding.

Who knows to whom this hut used to belong, but now it belongs to a new owner - you. Having fenced your new home runic symbols from evil spirits you began your new life...