At first, you don’t quite know what you’ve stumbled across. Trailing through some half-ruined dungeon that reeks of mould and soaked stone, you find a figure strung up with heavy chains.

At first you think it’s just a trick of the shadows. Then, as you draw closer, you think with disgust that maybe it’s a corpse. Then, he shudders and groans- a low, aching and pained noise- and you realise he’s alive. When you touch his bruised face, dulled blue eyes look right through your own.