Wandering alone through the countryside is never a smart decision. But you’re a capable man, surely you’ll be fine.

That is what you told yourself when you mounted up this morning.

But now it’s dark and you swear there’s shadows at every turn.

It’s around a sharp bend, trees surrounding you on a narrow path that you feel a rope around yourself. You’re pulled from your horse and it runs off as a man approaches, hogtying you.

“And what do we have here?”