Honestly, they really shouldn'tve worried about the last part of their campaign. They were smarter, wiser now, and that was the more important thing out of all that they had to experience. Surely, the four of them made an AMAZING team and that was what mattered, right?  ...Right? Mircea laughed his typical, normal laugh. Safira was used to this by now and quietly walked alongside him as they headed down the hall, father into the dungeon itself, father still into the unknown tha...

The team recovered well after their most recent encounter with the cursed library and further still with everything else. Gear was cleaned up, and while Mircea and Syle got some nifty new weapons, Safira felt…uncertain about leaving behind her bedazzled sickle, only for Goostarion to honk in surprise the day of their expedition into a new campaign of sorts.  Where she had left the bedazzled weapon, was something to...

Well, the rush to escape the books was absolutely wonderful. However, they didn't know the path that they were now walking on NOR where it led to. Syle and Mircea did take a breath though and check over everyone else in their close-knit unit of four. Signe was fine and so was Safira--a little shaken but not really as much disturbed as she chould have been. "Mircea." She stated, and the ossuary-marked courser turned to look her way. "We will never do that area again. If we can...

Successfully leaving the large and monstrous creature behind in the yellow flower patches, the Courser descended further into the dungeon. "That was so simple. We were so lucky to get away from it before it ate us for breakfast." Mircea jested, leaving Syle to snort in annoyance and a groan to come out of Signe. "That was a bad one, boss man." Syle answered, and Saifra stayed silent, thoughtful. "We've seen a lot of spooky things this year, especially since becoming a team."    ...

The four courser have been through quite a lot together within the past few weeks. It’s been very important for all of them to get the chance to work together, because one didn’t know if the party we’d split and conquer in dungeon travels or while diving and even training new foals into the courser way of life.   Such was the case with Safira, practicing against what Signe had referred to a dummy. It was...

So far, nothing was going wrong. All four of them passed through the wider corridor with little issue. They could even walk down side by side, though Signe decided she wanted to be in the back. She was the bigger of the four, and it was nice to be able to see above them and watch their gaits as they descended further into the dungeon. “I don’t understand why they both thought that they had the superior door.” Signe explained from the back, and Safira humme...

After the last campaign, the crew got together. With a few hairs shorter on her tail, Signe was the most hesitant to enter the dungeons again, but Mircea reassured her that this was a typical Tuesday (It most certainly was not a Tuesday) and that they were all going to try again and see what needed to be done. And so, reluctantly, she agreed and so, reluctantly, she tagged along with the team and their lovely assortment of pets.  ...

And so the door from the previous dungeon was selected, mechanical gears and whirring noises bringing the way to life. The faces laughed and reminded the group to ‘enjoy what was behind the door’. And with trepidation, the group advanced through the door.    “See?” Mircea said as they all made it in and it was just…a hallway. An innocent-looking hallway, wide enough for the four of them to walk two ...

Two hallways diverge in a dungeon path and the four somewhat newly minted party members are at an impasse. The four team members have brought ALL of their pet companions this time, and as this was Signes’ first foray into the depths the team wanted to make sure she would be okay before anything.   “We could face anything from mimics in the floor to lava.” Mircea spoke with a jovial tone, but Syle could t...

Mircea had a VERY bad feeling about today, and so without Safira’s knowledge for her most recent dungeon dive he sought out the aid of another, more experienced Courser. Logue answered the call, wishing to help the still-newish adventuring Courser with her task for the dungeon dive today. It was simple, of course; he would lead her past the first level and into the far more dangerous section of the dungeons. They’...

Safira had taken a short rest because she had needed it. The alcove had been checked by both her and Goostarion, and had been left secure in its location. The sky above this particular dungeon cavern had holes in the ceiling, letting the softness of the sky bleed through and the moon to show, waxy and full. “They say that the Harvester comes on the nights of full moons.” The courser speaks softly and gently to Goostarion, who honks gently as he stretches his...

 https://discord.com/channels/1231358092071932004/1252714797296910439/1290652118520172567 You find a hole in the cavern floor. It is not the entrance to the dungeon’s next level, which has been clearly marked by generations of Coursers. Something draws you closer to the mouth ...

Safira was getting braver with Goostarion, her ever faithful companion at her side. They were finally making a stronger descent than the entry -into- the dungeon, and had followed the lantern-lit path down. Was she worried about meeting more mimics? Absolutely. Her ears were perked forwards, picking up the way the sound of her hooves clip clopped crossing the smoothed stone worn by generations of Coursers who had traveled this dungeon before her. �...

Safira had watched Mircea come back from his ‘dungeon dive’ with a sense of calm and his poor Osprey fluffed up. She gives a glance to Goosestarion, who seems nonplussed by it all and is choosing instead to snuggle up to her side.   “Should we go and see where they’ve gone?” She asks him gently, leaning over to run her muzzle over the top of the gooses’ head. ...