As Arthur pushed his hoof down onto the last plate, the party froze, hearing the mechanism within the room rumble and shake. There was undoubtedly a chance this could be a trap, and they all knew it. However, when they saw the wall in front of them rumble and move, they all sighed in relief. Chant smiled slightly and glanced back at Rev, "Saint would have gone to run off behind you by now I bet." Reverend's brows furrowed at the comment, though he didn't seem offended by it for ...

The group pushed through the door, the faces growing silent as they no longer had anything to argue about...for the moment anyways. Arthur pressed through the dark, expecting himself to slip and fall into a pit, plunge into spikes and impale into his skin. However, when he found his hooves hit solid ground he nearly collapsed from relief. Humiliation would not take him now. But that didn’t mean he would get the praise from his father like he was promised. As he looked over his shoulder, he ...

Arthur's limbs trembled as he watched the beast fall to the ground, leaving the metal grate. Chant had been licking and pulling while Reverend kicked harshly at the monster's face, and finally it was gone. Well, until another one returned in place of it.For the moment however, it was quiet. Chant let out a weak huff, checking his hind legs before relaxing when he noticed he was fine. He was quick to shoot a glare at the young heraldic in the room. "Are you idiotic? What kind of adventur...

The heraldic pushed himself ahead of the group, long tail whipping through the air with his head held high. He seemed to have a lot of confidence for quite the young stallion, but that didn't bother him...or most of the party. Except for one. Hellish was staring at the stallion with a disgruntled expression, watching the other trot through without a care. It was...foolish. He would te him off if it didn't mean he would probably get kicked in the face. Chant and Reverend were both...