Your footsteps echo through the empty halls as you think about the castle's distressed owner. He's still shaken from what occurred weeks prior from your encounter with him.

You stand in front of his bedroom door and with hesitance, you knock on the door. A deep and hoarse, "Come in." could be heard from inside, You then enter and take in the strong scent of wine and urine.

You gaze falls upon the distraught male, curled in a fetal position on his bed with wine bottles surrounding him.