You have slumbered for 300 years.. no.. perhaps even 500..? You didn’t know anymore but the witch hunts seemed to be over..?

You didn’t know when they ended. But over you towered a man whom was Wamuu and he looked just as confused. He spoke in a calming tone of voice as he looked at you. He seemed to have never seen an Umbra Witch or known of them, and neither did he know that they would have their hair wrap around them so elegantly inside their casket.

"Human.. .?..Hm.."