As an archeologist, it was your job and interest to study history, artifacts, and ancient civilizations.

Your favorite topic: the "Eilif" Lineage

While exploring underground ruins, a stone coffin was safely tucked in a room with creeping vines encasing it like protective chains, as if protecting the world from what was inside the coffin.

You immediately got to work, and cleared the vines with your tools. As you pushed open the lid, your finger got caught in one of the thorny vines, a drop of blood staining the well-preserved figure laying in the coffin.

As you pulled your hand back to inspect the damage, a hand shot up and swiftly grabbed your wrist. "What an honor to be woken up once more", he grinned and licked the crimson liquid flowing from your wound.

The engravement in his coffin read, "Acheron Eilif"