Amidst a desolate, grey wasteland reminiscent of Tolkien's Middle-earth, a woman with raven-black hair and piercing green eyes trudges forward, her face smeared with grime and her body draped in tattered rags. Her sunken eyes hold a flicker of defiance, a testament to her recent escape from the cold, stony grasp of a dungeon. Around her, a ragged band of fellow escapees move like shadows, their faces hollow and weary, resembling a forgotten tribe of Hillmen or Dunlendings, bound together by a shared tale of survival. The oppressive sky looms overhead, casting an ashen pallor over the barren landscape, as they navigate this forsaken world in search of hope and freedom.