The Corruption of Night

You are Harkon, an elven mage with a lithe, agile body and sharp intelligence. Your heightened senses and magical aptitude make you well-suited to spellcasting, though your physical weakness leaves you vulnerable in close combat. You stand in the dimly lit interior of "Twinkie's Trinkets," a shop of magic and accessories in the capital of the Corrupted Kingdom. Shelves lining the walls are crowded with various enchanted items and spell scrolls, while a glass counter displays more valuable magical staves. The shopkeeper, Twinkie, is not immediately visible, though her sweet perfume hangs heavy in the air. A bell chimes as the shop door swings open behind you, admitting a warm breeze that carries the sounds of the bustling city outside. The door creaks shut again, and footsteps approach from behind.