Click. Fwooosh. “Hey, uh, what was that noise?” Yasha asked warily as the group of horses walked into the dungeon room. They all looked around, searching for the source of the sounds. The room was dark, though they couldn’t make out any obvious threats. “I’m sure it was nothing.” Pleiades said, despi...

“No one move a muscle.”   Three sets of ears swiveled to listen to their party leader, Chapel. She had stopped suddenly, legs trembling. Chapel was good at assuming leadership despite her nervous nature. Being the leader of the Sunspires, an organized community of mercenaries and do-gooders, she was used to ordering others around. She had been promoted to the position by her father, so really she had no ch...