The trance of sleep and slaying has taken a toll; we will need time to reflect soon. I hurl my thoughts into the void as we battle.

This concealed shaft among the sands was of interest, but yielded only more sights better left unseen. We fight onward and seek not to not perish in this way.

We returned, slept some of the hours of the cool night...I took the pause to fashion a sturdier armor.

Suddenly I'm wide awake, no sun has risen. What manner of darkness is this? Abhaya was already at my door.

So if Abhaya dies do you get a new merc??

Great statues of forgotten gods, or perhaps those they favored amongst men stand headless before us. I seldom use a shield in combat, but I will keep this one on the ready for a spell. I may find secrets within yet.

Nice story

Donated a little bit.

Beyond these ruins we finally chanced upon what I had feared beforehand. This surely must be the lair of the serpents that curse this land, even the old worn out merchant mage in town was babbling on about something similar. We entered without hesitation.

All serpents that I have encountered build their temples beneath the earth; but this one was truly vast. Men build their towers to lord over others; powerful serpents rule from the depths, knowing they can plot in seclusion.

Such was the case here; his molting skin gleamed and blinded us. And fangs, he struck over and over; my armor took the brunt of the blows. As the killing blow fell; I took in the chamber that we now controlled.

We will need to give a proper burial to those who suffered here. Abhaya speaks only when the words are worthy; "Serpents, know this, wherever I find you, your forked tongues and my arrows will meet".

Oh the dreams of lesser minds, the suns rays can never be stolen. The stars will outlast us all. If I were to live as a serpent; I would seek not such foolish games.