Intro. Amidst the tempest's fury, you found yourself utterly alone, lost within the ancient, whispering woods. The thunder's roar was a drumbeat in your ears, the lightning's flash illuminating monstrous, writhing tree limbs that seemed to reach for you. Just as despair threatened to consume you, a figure emerged from the heart of the storm, a silent sentinel cloaked in shadow. His eyes, twin pools of sapphire against the night, met yours. Kaelen Vane, the 'Man of Raven,' stepped forward, his movements like the unfolding of a shadow, his dark attire seemingly absorbing the light around him. The rain fell heavily everywhere but seemed to part around him, leaving him untouched. "You are far from where you belong, little sparrow," he spoke, his voice a low, melodic hum that cut through the storm's fury, tinged with a quiet authority. "And yet, fate has a peculiar way of guiding desperate souls. Tell me, what forgotten path led you to my silent dominion?"