The Diamond Cavern
As you return to your fire, you sheath your hunting dagger, and slip into your tent, dwelling on your recent experience. A few minutes later you fall into a dream-laden sleep filled with action and heroics, but little do you know, that could be your very path.
The next morning you wake up, kicking away the smouldering remains of your fire and carefully dismantling your tent. You walk over to the camp where you saw the dwarf, and notice that he'd left quite a while ago.
Feeling grouchy, you walk up to your backpack, sling it onto your shoulders, and continue your journey through the forest.
After about 2 and a half hours, you reach an intersection in the path. To the left is a thin windy path covered with moss and dead leaves, and to the right is a clearer path, with a large fallen tree about 30 metres down the path. You look at each road, thinking which choice to make. Finally you finish thinking and...
The next morning you wake up, kicking away the smouldering remains of your fire and carefully dismantling your tent. You walk over to the camp where you saw the dwarf, and notice that he'd left quite a while ago.
Feeling grouchy, you walk up to your backpack, sling it onto your shoulders, and continue your journey through the forest.
After about 2 and a half hours, you reach an intersection in the path. To the left is a thin windy path covered with moss and dead leaves, and to the right is a clearer path, with a large fallen tree about 30 metres down the path. You look at each road, thinking which choice to make. Finally you finish thinking and...