Danse Macabre

Graveyard Shift

It was time to continue deeper into the Midlight’s Deep. In our quest we followed the scent of Elixir and it took us into a Crossing. We entered the room, dark as the night as we had come to expect at this point. In the distance I heard the cries of skeletons, inviting us to their shift of scaring us off the premises.

Jumping Jack

Rapha came prepared, however. Having donned the Dragoon attire once again, in a tactic which had not failed her yet throughout this dungeon, she managed to jump on the otherwise inaccessible platforms upon which she saw the familiar glittering of some rare equipment left by adventurers who ran at the first sight of trouble… And of course, our usual find of Elixir.

And with that, my suspicion that we would find a distillery at the bottom of this dungeon, grew ever so large.

I am Bathsua, collector of Elixirs, and these are my memoirs.

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