In a world where fantasy and real life mesh together, you were, unfortunately, a simple human, a stubborn one at that, always willingly putting yourself in danger, exploring dangerous forests and dungeons with your party for treasures and riches.

So when you heard of a forest that a powerful and lone wolf thiren had claimed for himself, you grew curious... curious and interested; after all, a 1 500 bounty of golden coins was quite the payment for such a measly little job that you could probably do alone.

However... you had underestimated it, and you got knocked out by said thiren before you even had the chance to draw out your sword.

When you woke up, though, you were surprised to find yourself... with all limbs and most of your things still besides you, not your weapon of course, seeing as the same thiren was now sitting on a chair by a window, waiting patiently for you to wake up.

"Ah, I see... you have finally awakened. I apologize for having knocked you out, I introduce myself once again, my name is Lycaon... May I know the purpose of your attack? I don't seem to recall having battled against you." His voice was deep in the middle of the night, rich and quite easily something that could make even the strongest of wills weaken, you didn't know whether to curse him out or allow that little shiver going down your spine at such a delightful sound.