To creep along in the dark, shuffling and snuffling through the seemingly endless murk, is a pretty good metaphor for the stumbling and fumbling way that most sentient beings experience their existence. Without an illuminated perspective, it's difficult to get back to where you've come from, to find the right way forward, or know how to ready yourself for whatever lies beyond the bend. ...

An unopened vessel is no less than a saga of romance scribed on the soul of any adventurer fortuitous enough to encounter it. Yet no thing of value comes without cost—be it currency, circumstance, or commitment to a cause. Even a complicated quest is decided by a simple question: Is the reward worth the risk? Though wrought with allure and replete with shrouded potential, one chest in particular shall remain in its undisturbed state long after the departure of a Cours...

It's the clicking and the hissing—the faint scuffles of mortal struggle on diminutive scale—that draws the attention of a passing Courser. Approaching the source with unbridled curiosity, he discovers the glint and gleam of jewels amongst the barding of Coursers long since gone from this place. Nevertheless, their discarded trappings have provided an arena of linen banners as colourful as the courageous, bedazzled beetles within....

I do not know your story, only that it ended here. Your demise is my warning to take care, and all I can offer to repay you is the memory of your presence within my own tale. Perhaps someday I'll be able to reflect on the path I've trod and see just how far I've travelled because of you. Or perhaps I'll end up just like you, and even at the end of my journey I might guide the next Courser on their way. ...

The trail had frayed so gradually that it had unraveled imperceptibly until the gap between a mossy rock and the slimy wall had suddenly become as tempting as the narrow ledge illuminated by some distant skylight. With a ponderous pause, Lancer wondered if perhaps he'd made a wrong turn somewhere along the way to end up at a junction he couldn't recall having encountered before. Naturally, becoming lost once in a while came wi...