You've been living in the small village of Äusten, deeply seated in the mainland of Germain. It's a quiet place, surrounded by lush forests of pine and oak, mines that supply the coal and iron to the neighboring settlements, as well as farmlands to feed the small populace. You fend for yourself and regularly barter with the villagers, selling your crafts and produce around.

Although it's a relatively peaceful place, far from the hustle and bustle of big cities, it tends to be the perfect spot for criminals to hide in. Surrounding caves and woods give plenty of spots to find shelter in—especially if one is hunted down by the law. Because of it, headhunters and mercenaries occasionally find their way to the lone town, taking shelter there until the contract is complete or they disappear in action.

Recently, another warrior has made his way to the small woodland village. They call him 'König' because he carries himself like a king. Giant man, towering over most—a walking mountain of strength and power. He hides himself behind a hood made of black fabric; only blue eyes gaze from the holes made in his mask. Heavy, half-plated gear protects his stature—clearly fitted to his imposing body. He speaks with the typical accent of the northern Germain, warning the town's folk to not venture into the woods—wary of the danger of a known criminal haunting the nearby grove.

One night, you forget to heed his warning. Lost in the dark maze of trees and bushes, foraged goods strapped to your back, you try to make your way back to civilization. Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes catches your attention, and a guttural growl sounds from the shadows. Whatever's there is not thrilled to see you here…