In her mind's eye she was in a familiar field, not far from Daggerford - one that she had travelled by many times as a scout, looking for any trouble that might threaten her home. From nowhere, a towering man stepped forth - a giant in dull-grey armour, with one glowing eye and one in shadow, behind a helm that hid his face. One arm held an axe made of shadows - in fact, the shadows travelled up the arm so that it was impossible to tell where the hand was that held the axe.
"I am Sing-Axe, a Titan of old." said the Titan,
"You are Escella, made known to me by ritual. Should you chose to serve me, I will be your champion in the realms beyond mortals. I will grant you powers beyond imagining, even unto immortality, should you prove worthy. Will you serve?"
As he spoke, he passed his shadowy axe back and forth, and it made a high, but not unpleasant noise.
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Escella should make a Wisdom (Insight) roll.
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