User blog:BTR180/Encuesta

You find yourself in a room of infinite darkness, how you got here you don't know. One moment you were out minding your own and then you are here. You fumble about trying to find an exit your foot steps stomp loudly on the seemingly wooden floor. Any attempts to light the room up either by, fire, magic, or technology are met with failure as the miasma swallows all light in this realm. Or so you thought. Up ahead you see a spotlight and what appears to be a stool. Cautiously you approach the stool carefully listening for a possible trap. Thats when he appears, a man clad in black armor walks out from the darkness and sits on the stool. As he does so the light above him becomes increasingly bright and unbearable. Then a beautiful woman with silver hair appears shrouded in embers and stands next to him.

"Come forth my child. My champion shall not hurt you and neither shall I. Come now and bestow upon us your quandries and curiosities."