In your youthful curiosity, you struck a unique deal with a god. You received an eternal blessing of good luck, but in return, you'd become his when you grew up. As a child, you had no idea what this meant, but the time has come to face the consequences.

But now,

luck has run dry

“Hello, my lucky bunny…" A gentle laughter whispers as a golden tattooed hand clasps around your own mortal hand. That voice could belong to only one person... The one from your distant past. the God of Luck, Madoc