CHAPTER 1
You say farewell to the man; but you know in your beating heart that you shall never see him again. But now you carry a true warrior's axe; the double-bladed crescent of the lawmaster kin. The runes bellow out your name in their blue tongues!
Escaping through the piles of bodies, through the marred gates - you see a farther passage, obscured, for the torches have been taken or knocked down. You charge through it, and as soon as you can notice, you're in some part of the swamp.
You sit above a mesa that looms above a valley of swamps and riverways. A chill flows through the rocks when you see armed men fighting down in the valley.
You see three men, a beastman and two clansmen, do battle with an armored knight. The black foul sits atop some craven, fourlegged creature with black fur; it stomps and heaves through the earth and water with black hooves, it's armored chain and long crest widly flailing through the air as it spits air and phlegm through it thick nostrils in a seemingly endless flight of frenzy. You see it trade blows, as it tries to stomp the iceman several times, but he is quick to dodge and parry the blows coming from the rider.
The rider takes a heaving chop at the minotaur, who stands at his right side, and you see him fall to his knees due to a terrible wound. A black char forming and quickly spreading. Then you see the other two men shout and flee! You see them going to your left into a door where they disappear.
You see then that the minotaur's whole body decomposes in an instant; first his body bloats up and explodes, his gut and viscera plop down to the ground, his muscles and blood erupt; worms drift from the body and turn into flies and die almost instantly; the smell is abhorrent but after some time, he soon disappears to reveal a huge skeleton
A green fog rises; A foul smell drifts in the air.
You can't see anything, it is better that you leave....
You brush your way past the fog with your weapon drawn. As you descend you hear a horrifying scream that sounds like a man being quartered. The piercing sound of a screaming animal follows, like hot iron on cold water, it chills you to your core.
You descend further, climbing down through the rocks. But you can only see but an arm's length away from you, and the smell is making you sick.
Something grabs your leg!
It is the corpse of the minotaur! You hack away at it, and with a single blow it gives way;
The creature falls and becomes dust; blowing away with the wind.
You jump down. The fog seems to be clearing...
You see now... a clearing stretches before you. You hear the same scream you heard before, but now it is much farther away.
You are now in what is known as the Red Rock Valleys - the Valleys of Many Bloody Daggers: passages carved unto the red rock that sinously flow, culminating into the Gate of Arrows, the only way to the King's Lands that is known.
You see that the clearing ends abruptly, leading into a massive wall; The dirt road leads into a gate carved unto the rock, next to it you see some signage, saying that the road leads to the "INN OF THE SMOLDERING BOAR" and "TOWNSHIP OF ORLIN".
The hoofprints of the horsedemon burn deeply on the following that path.
To your left, you can only follow the wall upon your right.
You see a lake on your right and down a great ways, through some brush and slope.