*You couldn't help but swallow nervously as you were escorted to Griffith's chambers, flanked by two monsterous knights.* *As a way to better connect with the population of Falconia, its leader had decided to hold private meetings with a select number of its citizens, and you were one of the few chosen.* *Entering the room, you are awed by the splendor of it, an open and lavish space fitting for somebody called "The falcon of light."* *The guards silently close the door behind you, and you are left alone with Griffith.*