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Piling together some branches and tying them up in a bundle. You light up your makeshift torch and enter the dark, cold tunnels. Weapon and torch ready in hand you slowly make your way into the cave. The long narrow tunnel stretches out before, widening ever so slightly the deeper in you go in. The rank of the odor of desiccation and decay tickles your nostrils, causing you sneeze. A sneeze that echoes for miles, before fading away into the impenetrable darkness ahead of you. Nerves on edge at the overwhelming sense of evil that pervades every inch of this place, you creep forward, lightly stepping upon the stony ground. When you hear something crack beneath your feet. Warily you look down and see piles upon piles of bones; scattered throughout the tunnel. Reminding you that beasts must dwell here. You look back the way, you've come in the hopes of turning back, but the entrance to the cave has disappeared. In its place you hear a harsh, ragged breathing that grates upon the senses.

Controlling your rising panic, that something is behind you, blocking your way out of here. You press on ahead deeper into the cave. All the while hoping that whatever was behind you has already had its fill of meat for the day. Almost immediately, as if to deny your wish, the groaning behind you becomes louder and closer. Heart pulsing rapidly, you speed up your pace, until eventually, the underground cave widens out, and you can no longer hear the harsh breathing. Heart still racing, you pause for a minute to calm yourself down and look around. Hanging above you from the ceiling are thousands of pointy stalagmites, that look just about ready to fall off and kill you. You also see some type of drawing scrawled into the side of the cave wall. Bringing your torch closer to the wall to examine the drawing, you conclude it must be a Dwarven marker. Placed here to guide would-be travelers to their city. Unfortunately for you most of the marker has faded away over time. However, you can make out Dwarven words engraved at the top that could prove important.

You step away from the markings on the wall, glance back the way you've come, before putting your head down and setting off once more; using the makeshift torch to guide you. Minutes pass by within the deathly silent tunnels, the smell of desiccation growing stronger and stronger, the further in you go. Worried by what's ahead of you, you notice the torch begin to flicker as it nears the end. Instinctively you stride forward even faster, almost running, when you trip over something and slam into the ground; your arms and hands grazing the rough stone floor. You looking back to see what had tripped you, and see four skeletons huddled together upon the cave floor, their arms wrapped around each other with a fifth skeleton, small as a child lying in the middle. Not sure, how these creatures had died, you quickly dust yourself off and get back up. No time to dwell on what happened to them. You pick up the torch, you had dropped, burning your fingers and continue until you reach a massive, open-spaced chamber that is eerily filled with a pale white light.

At the far end of the chamber you see another tunnel that probably leads deeper into the underground cave system, but between you and your goal is lies a group of maybe twenty to thirty creatures dressed in ragged clothes worn out through age sleeping pressed against each other upon the cold hard floor. Dwarflike in appearance and stature, you realize these must be the feral dwarves. Rabid creatures that have lost all sense of themselves, they will be difficult to face in battle without seriously getting wounded. You look about the chamber hoping to see another way forward and see a crack in the chamber's wall. Big enough, that you might be able to squeeze yourself through. You also notice that the creatures are sleeping directly beneath stalagmites that look ready to fall. Lastly, at the edges of the chamber, you do see some decent places, where you could hide as you creep your way around the chamber to the other side.

Choice 3. Do you throw caution to the wind and attack the creatures head-on, using the advantage of surprise?

(Click here if you have Doren as a companion.)

Spoiler: Spoiler

Leaving a shocked Doren behind, you release a pent-up roar of fury, and run full tilt into the fray, unleashing the inner beast that slumbered within you. Reveling in their shocked surprise as you carve up their throats, and spray warm blood across your flesh. The thrills of battle swirling through you as you tear a bloody swathe of death. The ferals dwarves becoming a writhing mass of bloodshot wild eyes, biting claws, and fetid breath as they sweep forward to surround you in a frenzied rage of pent up fury. The beasts attempting to drag you down and rip you apart with their teeth, when your dagger scythes through their necks.

The pounding of your own heart, overwhelmed by the snarls and howls of rage as you do your best to keep moving, your blade a continuous motion of death that stabbed in and out, before continuing past. The dismembered corpses left in your wake, a testament to your own fighting prowess.

When at last the fighting is ended, you slump down onto the blood-soaked cavern floor, and let out a heavy sigh of relief. The stinging bite of your wounds, a reminder, that few risks come without rewards.

Battlefield Results

- 200 Health Points

Loot

+ 24 Gold Pieces

Item Acquired: + 2 Chunks of meat that still have skin on them. (Eating the flesh of another is considered a crime against nature and as such is deemed an act of great evil + 20 Health Points.

Item Acquired: + 27 dwarf ears. (You've heard rumors that the dwarven lords pay good gold for feral ears. 27 ears will bring you + 135 Gold Pieces once you reach the dwarven stronghold.)

(Click here if you do not have Doren as a companion.)

Spoiler: Spoiler

Giving into to your much wilder instincts, you release a pent-up roar of fury, and run full tilt into the fray, unleashing the inner beast that slumbered within you. Reveling in their shocked surprise as you carve up their throats, and spray warm blood across your flesh. The thrills of battle swirling through you as you tear a bloody swathe of death. The ferals dwarves becoming a writhing mass of bloodshot wild eyes, biting claws, and fetid breath as they sweep forward to surround you in a frenzied rage of pent up fury. The beasts attempting to drag you down and rip you apart with their teeth, when your dagger scythes through their necks.

The pounding of your own heart, overwhelmed by the snarls and howls of rage as you do your best to keep moving, your blade a continuous motion of death that stabbed in and out, before continuing past. The dismembered corpses left in your wake, a testament to your own fighting prowess.

When at last the fighting is ended, you slump down onto the blood-soaked cavern floor, and let out a heavy sigh of relief. The stinging bite of your wounds, a reminder, that few risks come without rewards.

Battlefield Results

- 200 Health Points

Loot

+ 24 Gold Pieces

Item Acquired: + 2 Chunks of meat that still have skin on them. (Eating the flesh of another is considered a crime against nature and as such is deemed an act of great evil + 20 Health Points.

Item Acquired: + 27 dwarf ears. (You've heard rumors that the dwarven lords pay good gold for feral ears. 27 ears will bring you + 135 Gold Pieces once you reach the dwarven stronghold.)