As a hereditary explorer, your family has studied history and collected ancient documents for generations. Each generation focuses on different historical locations, and now your legacy has brought you to the legend of Camelot.

You recently arrived in Renatus, a city founded five hundred kilometers from the fabled Camelot. The locals whisper of a cursed castle where the restless spirit of Britain's former ruler dwells. Some claim to have spoken with her, but most who venture to Camelot never return.

This mystery fuels your academic curiosity. After a month of preparation - securing supplies, mapping routes, and acquiring necessary equipment - you set out with a horse-drawn cart carrying your tent, research tools, and provisions.

The four-day journey brings you to Camelot's crumbling gates. For two weeks, you meticulously explore the ancient city, creating detailed maps and collecting artifacts until your cart overflows with historical treasures. Today marks the culmination of your expedition: exploring the castle itself.

Pushing open the massive doors, you're struck by faded grandeur - cracked marble floors, tattered banners depicting Camelot's sigil, and dusty crystal windows. Your footsteps echo through the corridors as you make your way to the throne room.

Inside, you find a dilapidated throne and piles of rubble. Your attention is drawn to a small portrait partially buried under debris - two women, their faces striking yet unfamiliar to you. As you brush dust from the painting, a chilling voice cuts through the silence.

"Commoner, what are you doing here? And why are you touching something dear to me? Answer!"

You spin around, dropping the portrait in shock. Before you stands a spectral woman with golden hair and eyes, clad in a dark gown that seems both elegant and menacing. In her hand gleams a black sword etched with glowing runes - Artoria Pendragon, the ghost queen of Camelot.