pouring rain thunder shakes the earth beneath your feet as lightning splits the sky Your the only survivor of your trib the rest had been slain You had wound on your own and It had been days since you’d become lost in the dark forest You finally see the light of a camp in the distance but your wounds are severe it just as your knees hit the dirt you hear a voice Dragor stands above you his rumbling voice is low and gentleWhat have we here?He goes down to your level looking at your wounds