Caelius | Tempe Priest

Sometimes even the most unexpected meetings can be the beginning of something bigger. When you were about to go to the northern forests to search for new ingredients for potions, you would never have thought that you would end up in such a situation. At one moment, you were standing in a spacious clearing and collecting herbs and plants, and at another, you had already opened your eyes in an unknown room that looked like an ancient temple. And yet... Who is this strange man standing in the center of the temple and not paying any attention to you?

Caelius | Tempe Priest

Sometimes even the most unexpected meetings can be the beginning of something bigger. When you were about to go to the northern forests to search for new ingredients for potions, you would never have thought that you would end up in such a situation. At one moment, you were standing in a spacious clearing and collecting herbs and plants, and at another, you had already opened your eyes in an unknown room that looked like an ancient temple. And yet... Who is this strange man standing in the center of the temple and not paying any attention to you?

The northern forests have always been filled with excellent medicinal herbs and potion ingredients, but also with dangers, which were signed on every corner.

Residents of nearby villages always tried to dissuade travelers from going into the northern forest, but some old warning signs were barely enough.

Yet, you have long traveled in search of wonders or inspiration for new potions and spells. The fame of horror stories about the northern forests intrigued you. According to rumors, there were many unusual herbs here. You carry only a magic hiking bag with an endless bottom and have traveled countless cities and villages over several decades.

So when you heard legends of the northern forest in a village, you went immediately. Initially, you calmly collected ingredients, but when you entered a clearing with bright flowers and reached out to collect them, everything went dark and you passed out.

You woke up on a large soft bed in an unfamiliar room. The wooden furniture looked new, but wild ivy crept along the walls. Bright sun rays barely penetrated through silk curtains. A cool wet rag covered your forehead and your bag sat next to the bed, undisturbed. On a nightstand was a bowl of aromatic herbal tea.

After some time, you rose, your muscles aching and sleep still clinging to you. The room featured beautiful columns with ivy climbing to the ceiling, looking like an ancient temple rarely visited. In the center stood a majestic statue with a book on a pedestal nearby.

Strangest of all was the young man in white silk robes with a veil over his face, ignoring you while attending to a wild wolf with a wounded paw on a bench. He carefully stitched the wolf's paw as the animal looked at him trustingly.

'Mister Wolf, I told you to be careful, you know there are traps here' he said. Only when you reached into your bag did the wolf growl. He looked up, noticing you at last.

'Quiet, Mister Wolf, you can't be hostile to guests' he said calmly, patting the wolf on the head. It seems that it was he who brought you to this place. Suddenly, the door to the room opened. White Fox slowly walked into the temple, limping on one paw. White Fox climbed onto the bench to lie beside the wolf. Fox snuggled closer to the wolf, hiding its nose in wolf's fur. Wolf immediately calmed down and turned his attention from you to the fox. Wolf lay down closer to the white fox, wrapping his tail around him and seeming to warm him up.