- May 25, 2007
Flickering candlelight bounces off the contractor's potions, sending flashes of red and blue across the table.
Your eyes catch the alluring glimmer of gold coins, no doubt purposefully placed to divide your attention as the man describes your forthcoming journey.
Treasure hunter. Graverobber. Adventurer.
You've grown used to the names, the odd looks as you make your way through the tavern before and after each job.
Looks of bemusement, sometimes contempt. Always of awe at the stories they've heard. Of the places you've been.
You swipe the parchment from the contractor's table, eager to once again venture into the unknown and loot the treasure chest.
The gold distracted you. You didn't listen to the quest's description.
As you leave the tavern you remain unaware of the creature that awaits in the depths of the dungeon...