My senses begin to return to me as I awaken. I am in a cave, wrapped in a blanket with a dwarf standing near me.
“What is this place? Why did you bring me here?” I ask the Dwarf.
Dwarf: This is a cave. It’s location you need not worry about. I brought you here because; well I don’t think Mythronians would treat a man lying in the road very well.
“Well, thank you for your hospitality but I’m afraid I must be leaving at once. My presence here will endanger you.” I say.
Dwarf: Don’t worry. The Mythronians won’t bother us here. So tell me, what’s your name?
“My name is Bjark. I hail from Rainos. I only just escaped the chopping block.
Dwarf: Well I wasn’t exactly asking for your entire history but good to know. I am Anvyl Firebeard, finest Dwarven smith to roam the surface of Mythron. One of the few Dwarves to roam the surface actually.
“Why are there so few Dwarves in Mythron?” I ask.
Anvyl: There are plenty of Dwarves; they just live underground in their great halls. I grew tired of such a life long ago and became a roamer. Selling what and when I could. Look, I know about your…condition and you need some help.
“How do you know?” I ask. This Dwarf seems to know too much about me.
Anvyl: When you see a man lying in the wilderness and he isn’t clearly drunk, it’s pretty obvious.
“Well, I suppose you’re right. How can I get help?” I ask.
Anvyl: I know someone; a Skin-Changer they call him. He lives in seclusion on an uncharted island in the Howling Sea. He can help you to master your ability and become more than the animal inside you.
“I wish to learn from him. Can you lead me to him?” I ask, eager to control my power.
Anvyl: No I can’t. But I have a friend who knows the island. The rest is up to you; but you can’t go in naught but your skin. I have a few things you might be able to use.
Bonus pic! Bjark in all his awesome-ness.
Fourth Wall: So it took longer than I thought to finally post this but I did it. My next freebuild will feature: