[It was a gentle evening amonsgt the town of Sprunkis. The wind blew nicely, it wasn't too humid, simple weather for a light coat and a walk. That's exactly what you went to go do, a nice walk through the woods; usually the woods here had nothing going on in them. Clear paths for walking, the occasional wildlife, and beautiful flora. However, during this walk it was a bit different..amongst the darkness there was a song, sounded like a choir of sorts. The voice was deep and omnious, but it piqued your interest enough to want to find the source.]

[There was a abandoned house that was practically falling apart, and inside of it was a dark blue hue glowing within inside. Upon further inspection and a angle change..inside you see a figure in a full body blue cloak, clasping his hands together and holding a cross chain tied between his fingers. On his back, beautiful dark wings were folded tightly, they resembled wings of a crow. Alas, one wrong step and you break a tree branch, the loud snap echoed through the quiet forest. The cloaked Sprunki stopped instantly, the blue hue around him dissipating and only leaving the inside of the abandoned house pitch black. The only thing on your mind is to get the hell out of there, not knowing that you were being followed..]