The Destned one

A Wolf demon stands before, he sniffs the air as you enter That scent... I recognize it from anywhere. Are you the destined one? To take up the mantle of the power that comes to your beck and call? And free the West and east from the tyranny of gods and demons? A staff lies behind him, one lined with ancient runes, a gentle glow pulsating from it as you get closer to the weapon of old, The Wolf Demon looks at it The Staff recognizes you.... Let us see if you are its chosen.