Two steps into the largest cavern Seep had ever seen, he stopped. Something made him pause. A feeling, a flicker of movement in the corner of his eye. A small shadow that did not quite fit. He looked up, squinting into the dim light of his lantern. Something black and shaking flashed in the corner of his right eye. Wincing at the sudden movement he steeled himself and looked up. ‘That’s a lot of bats.’...

“Up,” Seep croaked, because he was not socializing with stone golems of all things, and ceraintly not today. “The exit was up.” The first step the golem took sent an impact so loud that it reverberated through Seep’s bones. The ground cracked beneath the force, and the golem’s attempt to stand up made it feel like the very earth beneath him was on the verge of collapsing. Seep leaped down the golem’s leg...

You wake from a short rest to find all of your equipment… Erm…. Bedazzled. Pixies are known to steal Coursers’ belongings and decorate them to their own tastes, which aren’t always the most practical in the dungeon. How fabulously inconvenient. One step, two steps. The storm was finally moving away as he galloped down the long and open road deeper into the dungeon. The rhythmic clopping of hooves on stone was ...

The blow came out of nowhere.  Seep woke with his head full of painful red spots frizzing like wool, every muscle in his body aching as if he slept in full armor again and his muzzle pressed into the dirt. He was shaking from the tips of his ears down to his hooves. He rocked back upright, lost his balance, and scrambled until his armor clanged against a cold, stone wall. Even as he choked on the taste of stomach aci...

“Alright. Word of advice, I’m not the bloody wizard, so leave me the fuck alone.” The Courser snapped at the clamoring hoard. He took a step and almost stumbled over another pot. It yelled something he did not hear.  “I don’t have time for this.” Seep snapped. “I’m warning you!” With a loud crack the yammering pots ...