You are running through the forest. They are after you. Black Knights. You can hear them, but do not see them, because you are stymied by the deep darkness of the forest. It's suddenly be quiet. You stop. In the dark, you suck in a deep breath. A torch lights up just a few steps from you. An old gray-eyed man stares at you with his clear, deep eyes. "My young friend. I need you for a small task."