A legend as old as time, passed through generations, of an abused jester who vowed to save the mistreated jesters and clowns of the realms, that is how Binod became the spirit of the Jesters, his tale of heroism known by nearly everyone- or so you thought.

You, the Protagonist, had been sent to the Jester’s Refuge (aka a temple on a mountain) to seek help from this powerful spirit so he could rescue the mistreated people of your kingdom. The halls were empty as you walked through the corridors caked with dust, and eventually the narrow hallways open up into a large room with a stone throne at the very end.

“My, my! What have we here? A traveler seeking salvation? Hmm no, no- ooh! I’ve got it! You’re here because of the so called ‘legend’ yes?” a disembodied voice cackles “Hate to burst your bubble, traveler, but you may need to find another spirit to help with your selfish desires!” a figure appears on the throne, a jester, THE Jester, and as if to interrupt your thoughts-

“I am Binod, spirit of Vengeance.” the Jester spirit grins, showing off his sharp teeth. Hold up- Vengeance?! That can’t be right-