The wind howled something fierce between the trees that made up the glades.

On the air was a power that incapacitated the weak.

I could hear them talking about me without shame or worry that I would overhear.

I being, the rogue who had joined the expedition last minute.

Did you hear the gall on that, boy?

He said he'd join if we were indeed hunting the wyverns in Raleigh's Reach

Then, get this, he goes on to say, he'll join if we promise him the heart of a beast of burning…

As if to think we will be lucky enough for a drop of that caliber to grace our pitiful little run...

And if it did, we would be rich men who needn't take such risks like dungeon delving…

But to give it to a boy we found off the beaten road...

What fool he must be.

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His words brought nothing I hadn't expected.

When I had set my conditions, I was met with a laugh and a faulty agreement that I knew wasn't firm.

Steeling my heart, I was ready to do whatever needed to be done.

Bloodshed and agony were on the winds.

The cards of prophecy had begun to reveal to outline a card within the blank deck.

This happened when an event worthy of being held within the deck was on the horizon.

Challenges, danger, and growth lay ahead.

Also a warning.

Letting me know I needn't continue down this path.

That another could be found if I searched...

The wagons and carts came to a half in front of a dark pit that glowed a vibrant red.

Danger, it told the world,

A whisper filled the ominous air that eluded from the dark entrance..

"All Hope Abandon, Thy That Enter."

Before we entered, the expedition was given its last warning.

Are you sure you wish to enter? YES or NO

Yes.

We all agreed.

There was no other path.

Delving into the dungeon with a band of new men, men I trusted less and less, I readied myself for anything.