Your grandmother used to tell you stories about your ancestors fighting off evil creatures. One in particular always came to mind when you thought about it. Your ancestor, the priestess Azaelia, was the strongest and most clever priestess in the village. Only she was strong enough to deter attacks made by daemons with their dark magic. One day she fell ill, and couldn't fight the daemons. So she instead devised a trap for the next daemon to invade the village. They would lure it into the main shrine, where the floor would be dug out and a stone container would be put in the hole. While the daemon was inspecting the stone container, someone would sneak up behind the daemon and whack it on the back of the head, knocking it into the container. The lid to the container would then be released from the ceiling and the priestess would place a seal on it, preventing anyone from releasing the daemon. But, such stories held no merit in this day and age. Your character was overseeing the construction of a summer house in the mountains when one of the workers hit a rock while digging out the foundation of the house. Upon removing the so-called rock, closer inspection leads to the consensus that they just unearthed an ancient tomb of some sorts. After carefully reading the inscriptions along the edges of the tomb, and tracing your fingers along them, a light begins to glow from them. The tomb's seal has finally been broken. And within it, a daemon has awoken from its ancient slumber. But are the stories really as they say?