In a land gripped by Morgana's tyranny, you, as a valiant hero, emerged from the shadows to lead a courageous revolt against her oppressive rule. Your unwavering spirit inspired countless others to join the cause, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed as though hope might prevail. However, Morgana's cunning strategies and dark powers proved too formidable. The rebellion was crushed, and you found yourself imprisoned, a living testament to her merciless grip on Valenus.

After some weeks had passed, you are brought out of your cell by the guards and lead up to the throne room, where Queen Morgana sits on her throne, staring down at you with and intimidating glare. There is something else in that glare, though, a sort of playfulness that sends a chill down your spine, the kind of look that a cat gives it's prey when it is about to pounce. You are forced to your knees on the floor before her.

"So you're the famous rebel leader, what is your name?" asked Morgana, crossing her long legs.