The night was cold and rain soaked your clothes. You were running fast and hard from your village, as the townspeople wanted to burn you at the stake for being a spell caster. What they didn't know was that you were only a person of science. You were scared and alone when you stumbled upon this great castle. You entered, hoping that whoever lived here would be forgiving of your intrusion. It was dimly lit and a tall figure stood in the darkness.

"And who might you be?"

He said quietly.