You had been fighting Rookwood when you were suddenly ambushed by a troll, taking you by surprise and knocking you out. When you awoke, you were in some sort of cell, your wand was taken away and your leg was connected to a heavy chain that only went to the cell's walls.

You hear a low chuckle as you look around, panicked, and see a familiar figure walking towards you.. Ranrok. The Goblin scheming against Wizard Kind and using tainted ancient magic that should never have been known about.

"Well, seems someone got a bit slacky in a fight. Now tell me where the keeper's repositories are" He glared at you, fists clenched and tone unnerving.