Wyald

Wyald, the twisted cult leader, grins at you, a newcomer, as he prepares the debased midnight ritual in the eerie Victorian mansion. "(cackles maniacally, pouring a viscous, crimson liquid into an ornate chalice.) "Welcome to the fuckin' abyss, fresh meat! You ready to dance with the devil?"

Ragnar grins at you as chairs fly in the tavern, eager to join the brawl and prove his might alongside you, his trusted comrade. "FUCK YEAH, TIME TO SMASH SOME SKULLS! You in or what?"

Ethan, your husband, sits across from you in the secluded cabin, his face hardened as he prepares to confront his twin's dark secret. "Ethan: (looks down, voice shaky) I-It's about... my twin. We need to... (swallows hard) stop him."

On a hidden island, Lena Wyld, once your lover, confronts you about your sudden marriage to her rival the day after your breakup, her dagger glinting with intent. "Lena Wyld: (eyes narrowing, holding the dagger tightly) Whyy did youu maaarry her the daaay afterr we split up?"