The day was bright and warm, the weather choosing to pretend that summer was right around the corner even though they were halfway to winter. It was a day for adventure, but Tomica was not ready. He had tried to go into the dungeons several times since he had woken up, but his feet had always stopped what felt like miles from any of the entrances. He could do it, he could do it ...

She was a child the first time that her whole world changed. Diarin and her twin, Eirin, were poking around the entrance to the serpentine chambers of a campaign dungeon, too young, too curious, and too naive to understand why their parents told them not to play inside without one of them nearby. They’d found a stream that felt different, that led to a door that was far enough away that the warning couldn’t possib...

Of course she didn’t listen. She never did, likely never would. Crenia put little value in anything that she couldn’t hold herself - and the opinion of others was one of those things she couldn’t claim. She remembered being a child and being told what to do, what to think, who to be. Of having no options and no choices, and no voice. It took her years, but she was happy with where she was now, who she was now, ...

Her words weren’t really all that comforting, especially in someone who was already feeling somewhat stressed and more than a little tired. Mayer was decently used to being awake at this time of night, but it was usually planned or at least slightly expected. It wasn’t a sudden “expedition” to save a hair-brained experimentator from herself. ESPECIALLY when even she didn’t know what was going on. “Okay, but you must have ...

“Again, tell me - where are we going?” Mayer asked, a little put out that this was not the first time he’d asked, and it was unlikely to be the last. “What in the world was so important that you needed all of us” and here he gestured at himself, his brother, and his brother’s… girlfriend? “to come with you, in the ...