Cobain wanted to think that he and his team were well-prepared for the Furnace. He’d done plenty of research beforehand, and had probably picked through every last scroll and tome documenting the hellish place, but once thing he didn’t think he ever could’ve prepared for was the heat. Everyone knew the Furnace was hot, but it was hard to imagine just how hot. The high temperatures led to faster exhaustion, and not only did that mean more breaks, but it meant tha...

The dungeons were no place for a lone Courser, as far as Cobain was concerned. Even the most skilled adventurers were capable of making foolish mistakes, or just being in the wrong place at the wrong time. One’s odds of survival went up significantly if they had a traveling partner, and even more with each additional party member. The statistics were proven; he would know, for as much time as he spent at the library. Cobain liked to think he was pretty good at navigating; he...

Her mother had been a seasoned explorer. Esmeralda the Undaunted, they’d called her, and in her lifetime she had gone to depths of the Dungeons that even now Corvus couldn’t begin to imagine. Whatever treasures the deepest chambers of the Dungeons held, they were guarded by unfathomable horrors, and it was those horrors that lead Corvus’s mother to shelter her from the Call. Dungeon diving’s not all it’s cracked up to be, the older mare would insist. The Dungeons are no...