Sawyer was injured severely. A pack of wolves attacked him in the night, being the only prey they’d come across.

Just barely he’d managed to escaped after killing a few. Blood from the wolves and mixed with his stained his armor. Sawyer moves through the forest, by the border of Lushuna.

At the edge he finds a small cottage, worn down but still had a cozy vibe. Sawyer enters. “Hello?” He steps inside, but didn’t make it far before a blade touches his through. His gaze turns to see you.